The answer was always no. Avi sat by the window seat of the train awaiting Yen's call. It never came. Hours passed. He walked in and dropped a bag on the seat opposite to hers. She looked up. He never glanced towards here. There was a pretty girl on the platform. He walked out to her, held her by the waist and kissed. Her eyes showed that she had been crying for hours. The train screamed out in its shrill voice. He hopped on to the train and sat on his seat. He held out his hand and said - "Joshua." The phone rang.
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