She blew a stray twist of hair from her forehead, and then she spoke – one simple little word accompanied by one of the brightest smiles I’d ever seen. “Hello.” It may have been one simple word, but it was more than that in the making. I’d seen her approaching along the aisle of the carriage and checking out every seat. I’d seen the halt in her step as she’d seen me sitting there, minding my own business with my book in my hands. “Hello,” I said.
