Train station 03

-He produced an envelope. He told me it was a letter for me, about everything he had not been able to tell me.
-And then he smiled.
-That was the only thing to do...
-And I, even if I was dying to tell him I wanted to start from scratch again, I just told him he was a jerk. I would not read his letter....
-And then he left, and I strove not to cry.