I couldn't resist. Posting one a day until Friday is my own personal "nudge" to get it finished for you.

POVs are alternate through the whole story.


~2~~

Edward was late.

On any other day he'd have caught the 7:15 train, but he'd slept in a bit today, unwilling to brave the cold morning, and unable to drag himself out of bed when his alarm went off. Now he was paying the price. It would be a struggle to find a seat on the much busier 7:35 train, but there was nothing he could do about it now.

Hurrying down 6th Street and quickly coming upon the corner of Union Avenue, he paused to check for traffic. There was none. He contemplated running or waiting for the lights.


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