It’s that time again! Time to gather around the table and share some juicy tidbits of fiction with the folks of Friday Fictioneers, hosted by the lovely and talented Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. You can find other small tales of wonder, and danger at: Come on out and join us! This week’s photo is loaned to us by : Lisa Fox.

wc: 100 exact. not sure that it has much to do with the pic though.


I reached out to touch the rail… rusted. As rusted as the old boxcar that sat upon them. A shiver rippled up my spine.

‘So many rails…’ I thought aloud, tears brimming and ready to fall. My head sank to my chest. ‘It was another time… another place… But it wasn’t, was it?’

If I squinted, I could just make out the transport hub at the edge of the city. This time of day it would be packed with tourists, all coming to see this museum…

This rail car…

would they even remember the lives that had passed through it…

Author’s note: Been away for a while as I could not remember my password or find where I’d packed my book with it written down in. Any Hubby has new job and all is as well as it could be. Have a great week, y’all!

Author: Bear

I'm a crazy old lady who likes to write, art, and create things.

18 thoughts on “Boxed…”

  1. Welcome back! Glad all is fine.
    I am assuming that this is set in the future (wording of “transportation hub”), and I am hoping people still shed tears on experiencing those box cars in person for a long, long time to come to come.


  2. I wondered where you’d gone, Bear! Good to see you :). Your story took me back to my childhood, where waiting for a train to pass was just a normal thing. If it was a freight train, counting the cars helped pass the time.


  3. Bear! Good to see you here and to know your hubby has found a job. What a long haul that was! Great story to present upon your return. This reminds me of a museum Donn and I visited once, one that had old walkways and stores from the 1800s with all the old-time goodies inside. Wish I could remember where.


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