Tahira Heru | Andree Koehler

Tahira Heru | Andree Koehler

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The Whistle

I could not see the train from my bedroom. I didn't need to. About a mile and a quarter from our house, the railroad crossed the end of our road. During the day, the flashing lights stopped traffic while freight trains lumbered through town. Every now and then, a passenger train would…

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