The Rattler

The fast lurch of the train coitus interruptus of the station roused Gwen from her fugitive cat nap. As they slowly picked up speed she watched in silence because the town became suburbs that successively became fields of lush inexperienced corn and soybeans, mixed in with Associate in Nursing occasional patch of golden brown wheat. The mild motion of automobile and also the barely discernible click-clack of the steel wheels were quite calming. She was on the subject of to fall asleep once more once a female voice asked softly, Continue reading “The Rattler”