I have seen her many times before, she always say on the right row, the first seat from the window. And she always had a book in her hand. The same greyish kind of book, it never left her hand. Her hair had a kind of glow about it, she has that simple grace about her. The smile she gives made the whole train light up, graced by her beauty.

She always got off at the white Christian Church, at first I had a thought that she was a Christian herself, but her black coat gave me another...