“Final stop” the driver called, far too brightly, as the coach crawled to a stop. “Unless you fancy a trip to the depot that is.”
She’d fancy it a great deal more than her actual destination, if only the offer were sincere. She gently lifted the suitcase from the seat beside her as she stood, the cracked leather handle pinching at her dry skin. Final stop indeed.
She could feel the weight of the urn, far heavier than physically possible. She knew the suitcase would feel lighter when she eventually unpacked it back home. But she feared nothing else would.
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Final destination for a broken heart.