Bold = Dylan
Italics = Ari
"Do you want to tell me why you were thinking of your sister yesterday?"
"I do. Because you're my friend."
"She played piano, she was amazing. So good, she was a prodigy. You loved to sit in the living room and play piano all day and all night and no one would ever get bored of hearing the sound of that beautiful piano. Last winter, she stopped playing for about a month because she'd moan it hurt her head to play as if her head was filled with water. We all thought she'd be playing all over again when January comes but when it did come, she was rushed to hospital from her school. She'd collapsed."
His face shows nothing but pain as he speaks.
"You don't have to go on if you don't want to."
"Turns out, she's ill. Really really ill but every time I go and see her she insists that she's feeling marvelous and that she could fly if she wanted to. But she's hooked up to so many damn machines, I know she's only trying to keep her hopes up."
Ari stays silent as he talks, listening to every word that rolls off his tongue.
"So that's why I'm on the train every day. I'm going to the hospital to see Dee."
When Ari looks over at him, she notices that his hands are balled in his lap, tears falling rapidly from his eyes.
"I'm just so afraid."
YOU ARE READING
The Train Boy
Conto"You're a girl." "How did you guess?" Ari Winters is a normal school girl that commutes to school by train. That's where she meets Dylan Trist, a strange boy that has an unknown reason for catching the train everyday. Little conversations every day...
