The Trip: Baltimore Drive-by, Part VI
"New-ARK, Delaware; NYEW-urk, New Jersey. You're in New-ARK."
"Give me one from Nyew— from New-ARK to Philadelphia at 5:04, please. And one to Baltimore at 5:08."
An intake of breath at the other end of the line, and the clicking on her keyboard stopped. Just for a moment, though.
"Will that be round-trip or one-way, sir?"
"Which one? Never mind. One-way, both."
A few more clicks, and I was done.
"Pay on the train, sir. Whichever one you take. Thank you for choosing Amtrak."
It wasn't quite four o'clock, so I found myself a shady tree on the platform, and I lay down with a good book — not Burke's or McFetridge's. Those were sharing a non-quiet car to Philly with their authors and my luggage.
(Read all of "The Baltimore Drive-by" so far here or here. And remember: This is fiction. Almost none of it really happened.)
© Peter Rozovsky 2008