Platform 2B – short story

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That morning I picked out what would be the last outfit I would ever wear on the planet. The trouble was I didn’t know it would be and so instead picked out an outfit to attract the attention of the rather dapper gentleman on Platform 2B. His pin stripe suit was only missing the bowler hat and umbrella.
We had once spoken briefly whilst ordering coffee and shared a shy hello
every morning since. This was the total of our conversation so far.
As the weather was so unseasonably warm I had chosen to wear a grey and
coral 1950 dress, I thought it complimented his attire perfectly and
would make us seem as if we had stepped out of a different era. I matched
it with grey heels and a grey and coral bag.
We met that morning just under the sign on platform 2B and in an unusual

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