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A Risky Plan
Cassidy had never been on a train before, and neither had Brandon, so pulling into the Amtrack station and determining what to do next was a bit of a challenge for both of them. Cassidy had already purchased her ticket online, but she made her way to the ticket booth, credit card in hand, and made sure there was a seat for Brandon as well.
“I can pay for that, you know,” he said as he lingered beside her in line.
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