Secrets On The Train


I had to catch a train the other day and I loathe public transport. I hate people being close to me, especially in a confined space so I always stand near the doors of the carriage. On this particular occasion I managed to get on a train which wasn’t too crowded. I took my usual standing spot and listened to music. At first I didn’t pay much attention to the old lady who was sitting nearby but as I looked more closely and lowered the volume of my music, I noticed she was talking. I surreptitiously looked around her for a mobile phone or an ear piece but she had nothing. She kept talking as though there was a person right in front of her and they were having a casual conversation. She was speaking in another language, which made me all the more curious about what she might be…

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