The train pulls into a
small station, I look up from the book, to see two women on the platform
opposite. The carriage window is dirty and they have their backs to me, but
when one of them turns to face my train I can hardly believe my luck, I’m
looking at the visage of Rosie Swale, the face on the cover of my book. Rucksack
and all, Rosie Swale’s going in the opposite direction from me, but before my
train pulls off, I have to let her see… see that I’m reading her book. So I
hold it up, up against the window, and to get her attention, fire the flash on
my camera.
As the train pulls
away I snap her, looking in bewilderment at me… a true story.
You're positve that's her? Actually got intrigued and downloaded the book on my reader, so you influenced me...
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