Chapter 21 - Rolling again
John the Conductor
I wake up with a problem, the train is moving. We had been stationary for three days and now I felt the jerk of the cars as the linkage takes up the strain. My guess is that the train from Denver has arrived and is now moving us out. I reach across Vic and look at my watch. It's 3 a.m., so I start to get up. She reaches up and stops me.
"What are you going to do? The trains in motion, so lay back and relax. We'll be in Trinidad around dawn, so why don't you just stay with me until then."
"I just have to make sure everything is OK with the train, and then I'll come back and prove to you that I do have three in me, even as old as I am."
I get up and dressed. I was spending the night, not in my caboose, but with Vic, the madam of the touring whore house, my very good friend and enjoying her expertise. I head out and start checking rooms. At the end of the hall, I find a door opening and a head sticking out.
"We are now on our way, should be in Trinidad by dawn."