"You have everything?" Amelia asked as she nitpicked over her younger brothers attire. Picking off tiny lint balls and smoothing any/every wrinkle.

"Yes Ma'am" Michael smirked, though he was younger than her he stood a good foot taller than his older sister. But there was no mistaken that they were related, they both shared the same soft black hair and dark brown eyes.

"How about your Ticket? Where is it? You didn't leave it did you?!" She asked frantically,

"No Amelia, it's in my bag." He chuckled taking hold of her hands into is.

"All aboard!" Shouted the conductor, the elderly man sighed from old age, rubbing his stubbly jaw.

"You Better hurry then..." Amelia told Michael, tears slowly began to fall as quickly as they had build up from her eyes. He frowned, softly wiping the tears away with his fingers. "I'll tell the boys you said goodbye." the corners of his lips began to curl into a gentle sad smile. Amelia's Bottom lip began to quiver.

"Thanks.. Tell them I'll be sure to write you all, once I get settled." He informed her,

"You better!" She told him with a hollow sounding laugh, "I love you, be safe." They hugged each other tightly, before he turned to make his way towards the train carts. His sister watched him, using a handkerchief to wipe her spilling tears.

"Ticket?" He was asked by an conductor.

"Oh, yes." Michael quickly searched threw his bag pulling his ticket out and handing it to the man. It was stamped with thick red ink that bleed through the cardboard like paper.

Once his ticket was returned he stepped onto the cart and took his seat. It was several moments before the train jerked forward into start, Michael took a quick look out the window, searching for his sister's familiar Face. Amelia stood where he left her, he smiled and raised his hand to wave. His smile and waved was returned, as the train began to move.