The Case of the Missing Trains

Thirteen years. Where has the time gone? Is it hiding in the recesses of a darkened closet filled with forgotten stuffed animals and broken, fragmented toys? A missing arm to a baby doll here, an absent wheel of a little match car there. Fragmented. Is it sleeping beneath the bed next to a lost sock, forever separated from its other half? How easy it is to lose each … Continue reading The Case of the Missing Trains