Destiny

“Mumma, I hope Harry does not dismantle our train.”

“This is a real train, baby, not a toy for Harry to dismantle. Relax and enjoy the view.”

Aaaaargh… someone dismantled it, Mumma

It was destiny, not Harry. They held each other tight as the carriages rolled down the valley.

“Don’t worry, darling. A rescue team will reach soon”.

She reassured the child but was unsure of what she said.


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