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There often is a magic train mid-rush hour that can happen between 4-5PM. This train has very few people on it and lots of open seating. The seat I am in is a nice open seat with lots of room which was previously occupied by a college kid's backpack. I asked to sit and he quickly transferred his satchel to the ground.

He is reading, "Bruiser," by Neal Shusterman. It really is a good book, and I ask him what he thinks so far. He says it's pretty good. He is probably on chapter four. I tell him, "just wait.. "

He smiles and says thanks. 

He doesn't know that he may look for me later to retract that "thanks." But I'll let him figure that out.