I decided to take the train home, instead of getting my usual ride, from my co worker. I just got a new, exciting novel, and

Wanted a good read. If I took the car ride home, all the way, was constant chatter, and talk, about her date last night, and what

She was going to do on her day off. My peaceful mind needed a break, so here I sit,on this nearly empty train.

My new novel, started out,as a man, going on a long distance trip, just him and his dog, named Max. The fun loving dog,

Loved to travel, and they lucked out, as their trip was on a silver bullet train. Yes, dogs were allowed, on this certain trip.

My story got better, and I soon fell asleep, dreaming about the rolling hills, and Max with his floppy ears, and wet nose,

Eagerly looking out the glass window.

A loud, whistling shriek, woke me up from my slumber, and I noticed that it was very dark outside, with not a star in sight.

The only other person, on this train was the ticket taker, who shook my shoulder, and ‘yelled to me, last stop, time to

Exit this train, this ride is officially over’. I grabbed my bag and book, and me and my sleepy self, stumbled off this train,

And stepped to the platform, with unsteady legs.

I turned to ask the taker of the tickets, where I was, but he just nodded, and suddenly disappeared, along with this mystery

Train and its tracks. The only thing I saw at that point, was the old, ancient, rusty sign, swinging back and forth, creaking

With the non wind, I felt. I started to walk, in the only direction, that there was, and noticed a very small town, with one

Street light, and next to it, a small cafe with a red, flickering lighted sign, saying ‘open for life’

I walked in that direction, and opened the door, with a small rusty bell, above it,announcing my arrival and it looked empty.

The first thing I could smell, was the rich odor, of strong coffee. What I saw next, made my stomach turn, and flip and

Flop a few times around. There was the biggest apple pie, that I have ever seen, it must of been at least 25 pounds or so.

Now behind the counter, I couldn’t believe my eyes, I had to blink twice, and open my peepers, and still not thinking or

Believing this sight. There was two children,not older than 7 or 8 years old, smiling at me, and they spoke, asking me if

I wanted pie and coffee. All I could do was nod my head, and eagerly await my midnight snack. I pulled out my wallet,

And they both said’ no payment allowed tonight, stranger eats for free’.

I politely said my thanks, and started to eat and drink my free meal. ‘Is there another train coming by here, at all, since

The last one disappeared,with the ticket taker?’ Their reply was,’he wouldn’t eat the pie, so we made him go away and

Die’. Their words gave me the shivers, but I kept on eating to save my life, and asked for a second cup of coffee. They

Both smiled, as I realized, that I might not be going back home after all.

All I could do was eat and drink, and wait to see what the daylight brought to me, as I sat in that cafe of life, and read my

New novel,to the children behind the counter, about the traveling dog named’Max’