He waited on the railway station, at the lime juice store where they had met. It was 10, less than 20 minutes for the arrival of the train that would take them to their future – one filled with love and happiness.
He awoke as the train pulled in to the station. He looked around but didn’t see her. He was not unduly worried, there was another train at 11.
Tomorrow at the registrar’s office their marriage would be official. From the moment he had seen her, he knew she was the girl for him. He had never doubted that.
At midnight, he left the station and made his way to her home through lonely dark roads, with dogs barking at him. Her building was lit up with long strings of lights.
“What’s happening?” he asked a man who was sitting outside and smoking.
“It’s a marriage”, the man replied.