I was initially distracted by the young boy sitting next to me. He wriggled out of his jacket and dropped his stuffed animal on the ground. I picked it up for him and he clutched it tighter. He was cute and easy to find entertaining. I don’t know when the man got on the train,…
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Restless
He’s tiny, scrambling all over the yellow and orange seats babbling back at his parents who watch in fond, mildly exasperated concern. He stands up and totters back and forth, his slight weight barely enough to counteract the swaying and shaking of the train. He can’t sit still his blue, orange, and black sneakers dangling…
Little Gentian 