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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: February 21, 2020

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Edith knew a lot of things: She knew how to tie her shoes, how to patch, and she knew what time the train left. Edith knew that she only had one chance and there was no promise that she would even make it. 

Edith learned a lot things over her lifetime and she felt weary in her growing years. Her two daughters had grown from little girls to bold women with handsome, doting husbands. She had a lot to be proud of and she felt a lot of ends had been tied except for one. 

It took her years of sobbing into her pillow and asking the right people that finally led her to stand where she was now. 

She felt rather silly, in the warm orange glow of the station, without a bag and without any destination. The clattering of heels and shoes rumbled all around her. People of all sorts were hurrying and veering away from the older woman. 

Edith flicked her wrist, checking the time. 8:54. Six more minutes until the train left. 

She began to search the sea of patrons. Her heart was hammering against her rib cage. She clenched her shaking fingers around the edges of her coat as her lips began to quiver. Edith pushed her eyeglasses up her nose with a trembling hand. Her eyes dashed all around, looking into men's faces who had returned her gaze with raised brows. 

Edith knew she only had one chance and there was no certainty that she would even have it.  A lone tear began to creep it's way down her cheek when a deep voice called from her right.

"Ma'am, are you all right?" 

Edith spun as she quickly swiped the tear away, her cheeks flushed, "I-I am fine. Thank you."

A tall man sauntered towards her. There was a brown briefcase in his hand and a dark hat atop his head. A wide smile crossed his sharp, young features and Edith felt her entire being freeze. 

Underneath his thick brows was a pair of startling green eyes that practically glowed in the early morning light. She had sworn she would never forget them but that day it seemed like she was falling into them for the very first time. 

"You don't look fine to me. What troubles you? Are you lost?" His kinds words felt muddled to her ears. Her mouth was agape and she stared at his face. 

He had been too young to remember her and she was too young herself. She had convinced herself it was the best for both of them. He had deserved better than the poverty she had to offer. 

Edith knew a lot of things. She knew that the man in front of her seemed to be happy and healthy which was more than she could have ever dreamed. She knew that love at first sight was so much more.

It was his gentle hand on her shoulder that brought her from her stupor. 

"No, I'm fine. I'm wonderful actually."


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