I was the last one off the last commuter train. I saw a woman sitting at the station but no one else was around since they all hurried away to home. Something seemed wrong so I went over to her and asked if she was ok. Her reply was an enigmatic, “I’m lonesome.”

“You’d better come with me. It’s not safe to be here all by yourself.”

She got up and we walked without talking to my flat only a block away. When we got inside I offered her a glass of wine, “Red or white?”