late at night, life is a mystery
luckily for sam green, olivia was out of town when the postcard arrived from revelatory negation servivces.
but olivia had the car!
sam had always felt it was a mistake to get rid of the second car.
now he was trapped.
he could call a cab, but surely that would leave a trail.
he decided to walk down to the bus stop and take the bus to the train station,
wait - maybe he could go down to the highway and hitchhike.
but hitchhiking was obsolete, was it not?
would he picked up immediately by the highway patrol, taken to a station and questioned?
he was trapped in the modern world like a bug in a jar, or a ship in a bottle.
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sam looked around the train station.
he had never taken a train before, and the station was smaller than he had envisioned it.
could he just walk up to the counter and say, how far can i get for x dollars?
that did not sound like a twenty-first century way to do things.
and did they want i d, like at an airport?
he did not think so, but you could not be too careful.
he watched as a woman in a red coat and matching hat went up to the counter and seemed to buy a ticket.
so far as he could tell, she was not asked for any i d.
he decided to risk it.
he decided to buy a ticket to chicago - a good distance, but not so far away as to be noticed by the clerk.
and he could always get off at any stop before chicago.
yes - that was a good plan - good enough.
sam took a deep breath.
the woman in the red coat and hat moved away from the counter, and he headed toward it.
and felt a hand on his arm.
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