At the exit, a boy waved the airplane sticker as if sending it skyward. The old woman with the rose clapped her hands once, satisfied. Arjun stepped back onto the open platform. The train he had come in on was gone, replaced by a gentle hush and the promise of another carriage soon.
At the exit, a boy waved the airplane sticker as if sending it skyward. The old woman with the rose clapped her hands once, satisfied. Arjun stepped back onto the open platform. The train he had come in on was gone, replaced by a gentle hush and the promise of another carriage soon.
