The blaring sound of the horn could be heard from miles away, and the high-pitched screeching cry of its brakes, unmistakable. As the train gradually came to a stop beside the vacant platform, she carefully checked the destination on her ticket for the last time before standing up in preparation to alight.
Lifting her dainty but fashionable suitcase with both hands, she stepped off the train and onto the station grounds, where she was greeted by the magnificent sight of a field adorned with flowers of all colours and shades, bright and beautiful, great and small. A deafening blast of steam from the train’s engine boldly announced its departure and as the train pulled away from the station, a refreshing draft of wind that chased after it swept over her petite physique, coursing along the contours of her smooth, radiant skin.
Taken by surprise by the sudden gust of swift-moving air, she could not react in time to keep her lady-like hat from being carried away by the aerial currents trailing ever so closely behind the departing train and she quickly turned in hopes of snatching it back from the wind only to have it escape her grasp by the tip of her slander fingers. But alas, needless was her attempt to catch it, for just a short distance away from where she was, in the direction of where the train was now heading toward, down along the deserted platform … he caught it for her.
And there he was, just the way she remembered him to be, visibly full of love and adoration, unchanged and unchanging, and with tears of joy streaking unrestrained from her eyes, into his arms she plunged … only this time, for now and ever after.
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