PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll
The train lumbered into the station; brakes creaked and wheezed it to a stop. He left the waiting room as eagerly as the last time. Excitedly he ran from banging door to banging door, scanning every alighting passenger for her.
When the platform emptied and the train pulled out, she wasn’t there; like all the previous times.
Disconsolately, he returned to the warm waiting room. Soon there’d be another train and if necessary, one after that. He’d wait for however many it took.
Wearily, he lay down on the hard floor and put his head between his paws to sleep.
Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.