The Train Station
She was wearing a pin stripe business suit, oval glasses and her hair in a bun. Long high heels that made the line of her leg stand out. Her heels clicked against the floor of the train station as she checked her watch. Our eyes locked for a split second. She was a stunning woman; almost 6 feet tall. Out of my league, as they say. I grabbed my newspaper, sighed to myself as I pretended to chat on my cellphone. I was boarding a 2 hour train ride on business to New York City in about an hour. My...