The plane touched down smoothly without delay. It was a short walk to the station where she boarded a train. Getting around was easy, everything was well organized and punctual. The views from the train always amazed her: the lake, the hillsides covered in vines that would produce the best wine in the country, a few cows, jagged mountains, the green freshness of it all. It was like a dream, a good dream. This kind of dream always made her happy because she was on her way to visit her children whom she had not seen in a long time.
Everything was clean, people were respectful, the ride was peaceful. How she wished that life could really be like this.
The Swiss train slowed and came to a halt. She woke up, startled.
She lifted her head, looked out the window and saw what she had imagined…green hills, a few cows, mountains, tidy yards…She had reached her destination.
A young man smiled and came up to her with open arms. As he wrapped her in a warm embrace, she realized she wasn’t dreaming at all. It was real and felt like home.
— MCW
Everything was clean, people were respectful, the ride was peaceful. How she wished that life could really be like this.
The Swiss train slowed and came to a halt. She woke up, startled.
She lifted her head, looked out the window and saw what she had imagined…green hills, a few cows, mountains, tidy yards…She had reached her destination.
A young man smiled and came up to her with open arms. As he wrapped her in a warm embrace, she realized she wasn’t dreaming at all. It was real and felt like home.
— MCW
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