The train rocked back and forth, slowly, lethargically, rhythmically against the moonlit tracks. It blared its horn twice as it passed each city, trying its best not to wake its sleeping passengers and the sleeping houses it rumbled by.
“Redwood City, now arriving Redwood City,” the train’s speakers echoed. She jerked awake.
Shit, why I have so many bags? She frantically threw her stuff into a pile just barely manageable and scurried down the train’s narrow stairwell…
She jerked awake. Fuck, she thought, as she rolled over on her pillow and tried to calm her pounding heart.