He was there, waiting. As the freezing rain pelted his fedora, he could only wish this was the one. She said the 10:20, but he met every train that night, just in case. He never thought she’d risk everything like this. As the engine roared to a stop, his heart started pounding.
https://rugby843.blog/2019/03/12/it-was-a-dark-and-stormy-night/
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The anticipation is palpable–good!
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Awesome!
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Love how you took note of his headware! Those always bring sophistication to a presence.
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Always loved a man in a fedora!☺️
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Wonderful take on the prompt! Loved reading it.😊
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