Meet Me At The Station Novels & Stories

Her long blonde curls bounced as she ran through the meadow away from the boy she had met there years ago. “You can’t catch me Ash!” She giggled as she tried running faster as he was getting closer. They both began laughing and collapsed in the grass. Asher picked a few dandelions that were to the left of him. “I never want this summer to end” she looked at him with tears pooling in her eyes. “Promise me, that when me and mama move at the end of this month that you’ll call me every day? You won’t forget me will you, Autumn?” His voice cracked when saying her name.

"The day after tomorrow. I will be cooling off at the caravan park at eve, if that guy gets here before then, ask him to meet me at Caravan Park." "At Caravan Park?"

"Where are you? I'm going out early today at work, I'll come get you.. Are you still in the clinic?" "I’m done with my checkup. Meet me at Zeon Mall." “I’ll be out at four, stay there and stroll let’s eat something later." "Okay" Simon did not ask anything yet, he preferred to hear about the checkup result personally since deep inside he have expected the answer already.

"What do you need me to do?" "Meet me at the clubhouse. We've got a lot to discuss." "On my way," He said before hanging up.

A reply came three hours later. “Fine. Tomorrow. Glass ridge train station . 10:00 AM. Come alone. No Chad. No cops.” The battle line has been drawn. Chad's POV The wind cut sharp through East End Park. I waited under the ash tree, the one with initials carved into its base, just as Becky instructed. She was late. I was getting impatient as Becky was nowhere on sight and the time she gave for the meeting was running out already. Suddenly, she stepped out of the shadows.

I tell her. "Meet me at the Tower hotel at seven. I will be there waiting for you if you are willing to know," I say, and then turn to leave before she says something abhorring.

" He tells me. "S-sure, where should I meet you?" I asked "Old-time square, saint beavers. There is a coffee shop opposite it. I hope to meet you in an hour. He tells me and cuts the call. I heaved deeply, placing my hand against my chest to regulate my breathing. Is it really that simple? I didn't know what to expect, the person seemed to be serious-minded, but that's mon the phone, I wouldn't know a thing until I met the person.

The note I wrote was short yet significant enough to ignite the flame. "Meet me tonight at The DE LUNA RESTAURANT. 8 PM. don't be late."

“If you love me even a little, you’ll come.” I rolled my eyes as my lips pressed into a thin line. Love? Seriously? “Don’t use that word with me,” I said. “If you have something to say, come to my area.” There was silence on the line. “Come to the restaurant opposite TitanLink,” I continued. “Eleven a.m. I’ll meet you there.” Another pause. Then a tired sigh. “Okay,” he said. “I’ll be there.” I ended the call and leaned back in my chair, rubbing my temple.

Pulling it out, she saw a text from Michael’s contact. **Unknown Number:** *The pickup location has changed. Meet at the old train station on the east side of town. Midnight. Don’t be late.* Claire’s heart skipped a beat. The old train station was abandoned, a relic of the town’s industrial past. It was a good place to meet if you didn’t want to be seen—but it was also isolated, far from any help if something went wrong. She showed the message to Ethan, her eyes searching his face for reassurance.