The Amtrak train looping through California was better than most of the rides Zeenia took in Michigan. Granted, it was the middle of the afternoon, and foot traffic was light, but it was nice to be on a train again that wasn't stuffed with salarymen. After most of the people got off on the next station, she had an entire bench to herself. She reclined and crossed her legs comfortably. She continued texting messages to her friends in California. If she was going to stay there through the weekend, she at least wanted to have some fun with some people.
Sadly Zeenia's friends there in California were busy with work and life. She growled and closed her messages as the train swirled around a corner.
The doors of the cars opened and closed. But that was not anything strange in itself, but the w
