I sat back in my seat. My mind was a mixture of questions, confusion, and other emotions. Oscar, a father? Mae, my niece? Other letters? What is going on? I dropped my head into my hands, I was so exhausted. Everything happened so quick and ended even quicker. I slowly moved my head to the back cushioning of my seat. I sank down slightly and looked up at the top of my compartment. I yawned and let my eyelids slowly sink down, immersing me in an energy reserving sleep.
I awoke just as the train arrived in the Los Angeles station. I stood up and grabbed my bag. I paused momentarily to look out the small train window. A patrol of Rebellion soldiers were checking bags, soldier tags, and people by the exit. “Oh come on!” I slightly kick the train
I awoke just as the train arrived in the Los Angeles station. I stood up and grabbed my bag. I paused momentarily to look out the small train window. A patrol of Rebellion soldiers were checking bags, soldier tags, and people by the exit. “Oh come on!” I slightly kick the train