The Lit Room

The Lit Room By Rob Rosen It was just going to be for four nights, my boss assured me. Four nights to be paid at double time. A lot of money, but also a lot of work. Still, I could always use the extra cash, so I said yes. Besides, I knew it could lead to bigger and better things. Little did I know just how much bigger and better. The first night was a bear, but I managed to make it out of the office by eleven, happy for the work I’d done, happier still that I was heading home to my bed. What I wasn’t happy about was the prospect of the two train rides it would take to get me there. Usually, the first train deposited me on a corner along with dozens of other people. But not at that late hour. No, I’d have to wait on the platform in the middle of the road all alone and in the dark. Not a