A couple was waving at the train across a little stream from the side of a dirt road. That was nice of them I think.
I am putting you on the train now. You are with me on the train. The late autumn sun is golden on the dead grass and the peaks of the Green Mountains are dappled with snow. Despite the fact that there’s only like ten people on this train car, someone decided to sit right behind you. And they have the sniffles. You are now on the train.
