“But she did look back, and I love her for that because it was so human.” ~ Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five
Snapshot 1. The Kiss
Good-byes are the hardest part. I don’t envy them for anyone, but the couple that stood outside in the slight drizzle, on the train platform at the main station in Slovakia – who couldn’t help but envy how happy they were together. And yet, the inevitable good-bye made the heart ache. Because time still had to go on, the train still had to leave the station at one point or another, he would have to get on, and she would still have to be there on the platform, and there really didn’t seem to be any other way, this separation, this good-bye. So when the train blew the whistle, and he hoisted his suitcase up into the narrow cabin entrance, she moved in to wrap her arms around him, the upturned collar of her pea-coat hiding her lowered chin. And he leaned down to kiss the top of her head, his tan-coloured coat looped over his arm. And it was almost enough to call a stop to the train, to throw the suitcase back onto the platform, or for her to quickly climb aboard, but the whistle blew again, and as the train pulled away from the station, there she was, standing still, arms folded, hand clutching her purse at her side. And as she turned to walk back inside the station, she gave quick glance back over her shoulder before disappearing into the building.