Nothing much happens: bedtime stories to help you sleep
Merry Much Happens
Catherine Nicolai
The lights in the lobby dimmed, and the lights in the train grew brighter. The Christmas tree in their own tiny town square glowed with colored bulbs. Another locomotive caught my eye. this one a shiny black. And as it stopped to let a freight train chug across its tracks, I leaned down and saw their dining car lit up and full of passengers and servers.
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