Chapter 3Georgia lived just outside the downtown core of Toronto, which meant they needed to take the train to her place. By the time they were able to walk through the quickly escalating snow outside to the station, it was almost midnight. The second last train of the night was boarding, and they had to run to make it before the doors shut tight. With her skin still smarting from the cold, and her lungs now aching from their bolting, Rachel needed a moment before she could decide where to sit.
“We should go up,” Georgia said. The regular commuter train of Toronto contained three floors. Normally, it was so busy during the day that the top cars—the ones that had the most beautiful views—were filled up right away. “I don’t think I saw anyone else. We’ll have privacy there.”
Rachel was sti
