100-Word Fiction: ‘Waiting for the Train’

On the platform, lighting up a cigarette, loosening his tie just a little, looking at the commuters, wondering about their lives. Their lives and his job, these two things that had somehow got themselves entwined. And yet when he’d left college, with those ideas… so determined, so green. Inhale, hold, exhale. There was ivy weavingContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Waiting for the Train’”