“That answers one question.”
“What is that, dear?” asks the kind-eyed, matronly woman seated closest to me. We’re cozy in comfy chairs, watching the worlds speed by outside.
“I always wondered if there would be trains in heaven, to get us from place to place.”
“How could there not be?” she asks.
I smile, close my eyes, lay back. Maybe I’ll wake up in my hospital bed, still in pain. Maybe I really am in heaven listening to the clack of wheels instead of the beep of machines. Either way, I’m ready for whatever happens next.
I love trains. This picture brought back so many memories of time in Europe spent traveling from place to place on a train. If there is life after death, I hope it has trains. Either way, I love the Deathly Hallows (Harry Potter series) image of the afterlife as a giant train station, where you get decide where to go next.
This is my post for Friday Fictioneers. Thanks Brenda and Rochelle for the prompt. Hope everyone has a great week!
14 thoughts on “FF: Trains in Heaven”
I love the acceptance of the main character in your story.
Love trains too, and the thread of this story. Well done.
I loved the idea of trains in heaven. Personally, I always thought we’d just teleport everywhere
Well done. I enjoyed you story.
Beeautifully told. I loved that idea in Deathly Hallows, too. Pretty much the only thing I liked in that book…
I very much hope there are trains in heaven. I’ve always enjoyed riding them on earth, for sure. Lovely imagery and I like how you take us through this story.
A great story, well done.
I believe those of you who live in Europe are far more familiar with the commuter train than we are in America. They’re still available, and I know people use them sometimes just to get down to Philly for a day of shopping or whatever. Most of us, though, like the freedom of our cars. I’m suspecting that’s going to change as the price of fuel continues to skyrocket.
I love trains too and hope heaven has a train system for traveling wherever we want to go! Very clever story, Anne. =)
I can’t imagine life without trains, let alone the afterlife. A delightful tale Anne.
How could there not be indeed? I enjoyed this story very much.
I love her attitude. Wonderfully done, Anne.
I adore trains, and liked your protagonist. Well written story!
This is one helluva story. Never saw where it was headed and then it takes your breath away by keeping it wistful and real. Lovely.