We’ve just passed Lost Wages on the second maiden run of the
Jupiter, the first transcontinental bullet train. I know what you’re thinking:
second maiden run? It’s a long story. Maybe some day I’ll go back and recount
all of our adventures since meeting Kyle, and there have been a lot of them in
the short time since he showed up at my doorstep. I’m still not sure why I let
him in. I’ve always been weary of strangers, especially at night. But there was
something about him, and I’m not the only one who says that – I hear it from
almost everyone we help. He just has a way about him. Which is good, because he
can’t speak, so he’d be pretty easy to ignore otherwise. I once asked him if he
was born mute. He grew quiet and distant, so I don’t think he was. I think something
happened later in life, something he won’t talk about.
We just made a brief stop in Lost Wages to pick up
passengers and are once again on our way. The train is full. I wonder how long
they will have sold out trips. The convenience of traveling across the country
at the speed of a jet but without any of the security nuisance is worth the
premium they charge. I wonder how long it’ll be before some government agency
creates a slew of new regulations because they must control everything. They’re
probably already plotting how to install eyes and ears into every car. Better
enjoy the brief moment of privacy while we can.
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