The Guy on the Train
We were relaxing in the garden when it started. ‘A-Tis- shoo!’ Vanessa sneezed violently and said it was probably hay fever. ‘Bless you.’ ‘Thanks Phil’ she smiled with those gorgeous eyes. We both worked in the computer programming department of a large firm in the city. I took a glow to her as soon as I met her. Fortunately we commuted together and became friends, most of our travelling time was taken up in conversation and made the boring task of travelling much quicker and nicer. We...