The train pulled in as she reached the platform.
It was a cold night with a sharp wind that chilled her to the bones. People were stamping their feet to keep warm. The wind that blew through the station was becoming stronger. The carriages, as they slowed, showed warm brightly lit places with comfortable seats and windows that gave easy views out to the lights that twinkled in the night. It looked very inviting. As it stopped, it seemed to say ‘come on in, it is really cosy in here. As you can see, there are several empty carriages if you prefer a little privacy. I’ll give you a pleasant ride, honestly, I will!’
It was all too much, and quite sickening, she thought.
She turned away.
She would catch the bus.