Leather-lip Lightman and the Ice Train
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He was waiting for the train long before I walked up. The bill of his ball cap reached down across his dark face and he sat slumped for heat on the bench, puffing his breath out in icy little balls.
Short story
Words
1,250
Time to read
~5 minutes
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