A short story.

They say that when old friends meet, you forget your sorrows and happiness becomes you. Jake gazed out of the window as the train approached the station. The conductor said, “Next stop Belleville! Arriving in 5 minutes.” Jake was eager to meet his two old pals and kept bending down to look out of the windows, it wasn’t difficult with his small stature, as he walked towards the exit door.

“There’s the bloody rascal!, a voice yelled across the station platform. “Ryan!”, waved Jake. They both walked towards the car that was waiting with Lauren in the…