Train DeathA Story by The Twin Arenasthe fewtch
He was thirsty and distracted by it enough to think and miss the railing and get dragged under the wheels of the train. Had he lived, in less than a week he would've realized he didn't love her a bit.
"Runnin' for it, was he?" asked the yardmaster, picking bones off the track. "Happens all the time, happens all the time." © 2014 The Twin ArenasReviews
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