Mary was walking away from her past, her future. The uncertainty facing her burned deep, like an ache that she could not satisfy. Boarding the train into a new tomorrow. A tomorrow she never wanted, never asked for. Yet here she was. Her pride kept her from turning back, still the long fingers of desire kept drawing her back. Flashbacks. Dreams. Memories. Teasing at her, never letting her go.
This very train, all that time ago had changed her life. Could it be that tonight it could change it again?