We always ride in empty boxcars. Usually we pay someone at the loading dock to let us on, and get in before anyone sees.
[She sighs a little, reminiscing. The last time she'd done that was the day she'd nearly left him, and then come running back.]
It's fun, in its way. We all spread out and claim a little corner of space for ourselves, and settle in and make it home, for the trip. My own little space. I always had a corner to myself because I was too young to be near the doors. And sometimes it would get cold — it always got cold, with nothing but metal for walls to keep the wind and the chill out — but someone would come and huddle by me, and share the warmth until we were through.
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[She sighs a little, reminiscing. The last time she'd done that was the day she'd nearly left him, and then come running back.]
It's fun, in its way. We all spread out and claim a little corner of space for ourselves, and settle in and make it home, for the trip. My own little space. I always had a corner to myself because I was too young to be near the doors. And sometimes it would get cold — it always got cold, with nothing but metal for walls to keep the wind and the chill out — but someone would come and huddle by me, and share the warmth until we were through.