Tired and confused, she spent the night at the station, having run away from her son and with no idea where to go.
Spring was confidently taking hold. Outside the window, the sun shone brightly, filling the air with a sense of freshness and warmth. Yet inside the old train station waiting hall, everything remained the same — heavy, musty, as if time had frozen there many years ago. The walls, covered with peeling paint, wooden benches, and … Read more