The Green and White Snake

Words were never spoken or exchanged."The GO Train is here."The only five words anyone there ever thought they needed to hearbesidesthey weren't wordsthey were mentalitythe briefcasespursesnewspapersclick-a-clacks of heelsrustling of zippers and keysscrapings of sandalsrollings of bagssharp nosesblank eyesall pointed at their exact targetclick clackclick clacka steady streamof everyone and anyonemen with full black business suitsgirls in Gouci and jeansladies in Reitmansmen in checkered shirts and khaki shortslike ants they piled into thegreen and whitesnakedreading the fatal announcement"last call! Last call!"they acceleratedfull grown men and womenwhipping and thudding and click-a-clackingthe wind pushed them back to their carsthe ground screamed "Stop!"but they didn't listena womanall in bluewho could raise the deadwith her clackingdaintily ran as fast as she could"DOORS SHUT!" the conductor's voice was muffledand he followed throughin a spurt of perseverancesoundlesslythe doors closedAt least the adults knew one thingno amount of noise could open themso they didn't trythe blue-clad woman slowed to a stopthe GO train had goneshe slumped in the middle of the stationthe wind urged herbut suddenlythe train came againalways therealways goneCLICK CLACKthe heels revivedclick clackclickclack
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