Two Shotguns
 
“It is incredibly important to tell love stories
that take place in train bathrooms,
if not for the absolute impossibility
of their romance alone.”
 
            As the train slowed, after hours of complete darkness, into the Klamath Falls stop, the lowly lit amber streetlights pardoned his eyes like candlelit kites passing too quickly to count. All he knew of Klamath Falls was it was one of the only two “fresh air” breaks in which he would be allowed to step off the train and smoke....