The Woman on the Orient Express

by Lindsay Jayne Ashford

“I have a photograph.” He reaches inside the knapsack slung over his shoulder and hands me the evidence. Exhibit A: Myself three decades ago. When I still had a waist and could swim without shame in nothing but a pink silk vest and a double pair of knickers. I smile from under the fronds of an overhanging tree.

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