Nothing much happens: bedtime stories to help you sleep
Merry Much Happens
Catherine Nicolai
Maybe to let the onlookers take in all the details. Or maybe because they were just running on the schedule set by the tiny station master. Either way, with a whistle and a whirr, they came to life and began to travel over the tracks. I picked one to follow with my eyes and saw a bright red engine leave the station with several cars full of passengers.
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