January 17/365

She stood in a room full of trains. Not the little model trains that family friendly restaurants use to delight small children, but full-sized engines and cars, steam and diesel, towering over her in a room that seemed to go on and on. Gas lights flickered on brick walls. “How can a room full of engines be so quiet?” she thought. There was a pile of luggage next to one of the cars. Two old-fashioned steamer trunks were buried with nylon backpacks, three little round hat boxes, and a huge carpet bag. “All that is missing is a cage full….”


4 thoughts on “January 17/365

  1. There are so many possibilities for completing that last sentence, including some of the funnier objects that have turned up in the comments on others’ blogs…

    I’m so curious as to where this story will wind up.


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