#120 Only a matter of Timing

There were two more stops till she could get off the train.
He had climbed aboard the coach behind her at the previous stop. He was not in uniform today but she had run into him enough times to remember his face. She hoped his memory wasn’t as good.

One more stop to go.
He had entered her crowded coach and the distance between them started to rapidly lessen.

She jumped off the train as soon as the doors opened thanking the angels for their timing.
His uniformed twin stood outside. “Ticket please?”

Damn.
She couldn’t get away this time.

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