Mytwosentences 237

When the widow Mrs. Williamsworth hastily boarded the two o’clock train to Caput Arsum, she hadn’t prepared herself for the less than comfortable accommodations that enveloped her.

After countless kilometers of sways and rattles, she suddenly loosened the grip on her wet handkerchief and began to contemplate the sinister decision to abandon her stagnant hometown.

Written by Edward Roads

(Photo: Edward Roads)

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