Aftermath

Leisa watched in dismay as the television screen flashed aerial pictures of the rescue workers trying to reach injured people in the train wreckage. Coverage of the breaking news story had interrupted her afternoon lineup of home and garden shows, as she swept the kitchen floor. She dropped her broom, and grabbed the remote. She turned the volume up, and held her breath as she listened for more information.

She looked over at the clock and realized that it was very close to the time that her daughter’s train was scheduled to arrive into town. Oh, please, God, don’t let that be Annie’s train! PLEASE let her be alright! she silently prayed.

She jumped as the phone rang loudly beside her. She picked it up quickly, hoping that it was her daughter saying that she was fine and had been nowhere near the train accident.

Hello?” she said, anxiously.