I was traveling in Europe somewhere in the Alps. It was a singular evening of extraordinary beauty. The moon was full. Huge snowflakes were falling from the sky.
The train was moving so slowly and quietly up the grade that it made me wonder. When I looked out the window, the mountainside covered with snow was aglow. I made my way back to my compartment in a reverie, and there she was.
She was an older woman elegantly dressed in the colors of gold and brown with a hint of burgundy. Her hair was up and she wore a silk scarf around her neck. She had striking facial features and beautiful clear eyes.
She noticed the puzzled look on my face and immediately went about putting me at ease. “I’m supposed to be here, too,” she said. “I got on a few stops back, but took a little dinner in the dining car. I do hope you don’t mind.”
“No, of course not,” I said. “It’s nice to have some company. What a night!”
“Indeed,” she said. “Where are you going?”
“I’m on my way to Lucerne. I h...
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