The Last Summer Part VII
Standing by the front window of the subway, a bunch of plastic bags in our hands filled with the hand picked items that Leya and I decided to gather. we were headed back home with our treasure of donated stuff. The conductor decided to grace us with his presence and he stood by our side attempting to explain the rule of the tunnels, but we only smiled for we knew not what he was saying. The way home was even more amazing than the way uptown. We took the D train this time and it went over the... Sign in to see full entry.