Ticket, please. It’s a 6.

Shifting my weight in the ancient papasan chair, plump with bright tropical flower patterned cushions, I lay partially on my side, tanned legs comfortably curled, hard cover book open carefully so as not to bend its binding.

I’d been lounging on the back patio out of the sun’s reach, catching up on reading and relaxing, enjoying the smells of the ocean and the muffled pounding of the surf when a jolt of vertigo abruptly grabbed me, sending my stomach into a summersaulty flip-flop; I immediately sat upright, each hand simultaneously reaching down either side of my thighs to find a firm anchor in the chair’s cushions.

All aboard!…All aboard!!…Aw-ll a-board!!

What the…it was a train conductor’s voice all red velvet sweetness, the softly shouted syllables hanging in the air like crisp clean, cotton sheets pinned to a clothesline, billowing in the breeze of a mid-summer morning.

After the vertigo eased, I walked to the edge of the patio to search the area of the backyard where I’d heard or thought I’d heard a man’s voice; seeing nothing out of the ordinary, nothing hiding behind the yellow hibiscus or pink butterfly bushes, nothing lurking around the live oak, I concluded it was my imagination, convincing myself I must have been experiencing that weird state before you fall asleep – when you have one foot in sleep-land and the other just beginning to step off the curb to join it.

Impossible…the unmistakable sound of a train whistle faint in the distance, I lost equilibrium again; that’s when I saw him in the far left corner of the backyard – a train conductor dressed in a dark colored 3 piece suit, brass buttoned coat, vest, trousers perfectly pressed and creased, the bill of his pillbox cap embroidered in gleaming, gold thread, he held a pocket watch in his left hand; behind him, where a wooden fence ought to be, was a black wrought iron gate beyond which was an old style wooden train platform, a few empty wooden benches and an idling train…the conductor gently smiled at me, pointed to his gold pocket watch, then looked towards the waiting train.

36 thoughts on “Ticket, please. It’s a 6.

  1. Liz H April 15, 2022 / 5:58 pm

    Get on board. This is one train you don’t want to miss!

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  2. Frank Hubeny April 15, 2022 / 6:35 pm

    Nice description of almost falling asleep: “when you have one foot in sleep-land and the other just beginning to step off the curb to join it.” I’m not sure if I would take that train ride without knowing more about it unless that book was not worth finishing.

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge April 15, 2022 / 8:47 pm

      As it would to some of us. Caution, Will Robinson.
      Thank you, Mimi.


  3. Gr8BigFun April 15, 2022 / 7:50 pm

    Oh I think I’m definately on that train. Great descriptions and a new word… somersaulty. Definitely enjoyed reading your six.

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge April 15, 2022 / 8:54 pm

      Put this man in first class! Thank you, Greg. Yeah, I can go for your spelling – would be a little more respectable looking in the dictionary 😉
      Glad to hear that. Thanks.


      • Gr8BigFun April 15, 2022 / 9:19 pm

        I didn’t even notice the first part was different. Merriam Webster say somer or summer are both acceptable. I was referring to the “y” at the end! It made the word sound fun!

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  4. Chris Hall April 16, 2022 / 3:32 am

    Delightful imagery as always, Denise, and a wonderful contrast between the tranquility of a lazy summer’s day and the sudden super-creepy appearance of that beckonning conductor. Much as I like trains, I’d go back to the book!

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge April 16, 2022 / 7:53 am

      Thank you, Chris. You know, I’m not so certain I’d go back to the book! I might feel compelled to “find out what was on the other side of the street”, lol

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge April 16, 2022 / 8:03 am



      Maybe this vid will work.

      It was The Fly’s “Got you (where I want you). You might remember it from the movie, Disturbing Behavior.

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  5. Spira April 16, 2022 / 5:32 am

    The nice thing about trains (among a host of attributes) is that you can always disembark and follow the trails back home…so…
    And as my daemonia nymphe says to me: What is impossible?

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  6. jenne49 April 16, 2022 / 6:46 am

    Ooh, you took me quite logically, through a beautifully described garden into an intriguing and inviting different world, Denise. Waiting for the continuation…

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  7. Tom April 16, 2022 / 8:07 am

    Sounds like you stepped through a time portal or something there, Denise… or reclined through it! There’s definitely some chronal overlap taking place.
    Those voices you hear just at the point of sleep, now that’s an odd phenomenon… I hear them often, it usually sounds like group chatter and I can’t make any words out, but every now and then a clear word (or a laugh!) will come through, very clear. Next time I experience it, I’ll try to listen for ‘all aboard’!
    Good post.

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge April 16, 2022 / 8:38 am

      Something, Tom. For sure.
      Voices? “Ray’s hearing voices” (or something like that, lol. scene in the feed store, Field of Dreams)
      Now that sounds very cool. Especially hearing laughter. What an opportunity! Can’t say I’ve heard voices but the almost sleep state is a goldmine of opportunity if one is so inclined.
      Thank you.

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  8. clark April 16, 2022 / 8:13 pm

    All aboard the Hypnagogia Express.. now boarding.

    One of my favorite places!*

    It’s not so much a strange place as much as the ultimate mental exercise.
    That brief time when you return with an artifact from the non-rational world of dreams. Like trying to pick up a day-old sandcastle in two hands on a windy summer day.

    * in small doses, mind you

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge April 17, 2022 / 8:53 am

      *yes, can be cool…in small doses, lol

      Yeah, your analogy is pretty accurate.


  9. The Atomic Mage April 19, 2022 / 3:21 pm

    Alice in trainland! I’m not one for leaving the comfort of an antique papasan chair (I had to look that word up… what a cool chair!), nor to leave the pages of a good book… but the adventurer inside of me would have me boarding that train in a “summmersaulty” jiffy! 😎

    A cool and curious Six, D!

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge April 19, 2022 / 8:47 pm

      Why not, lol I never owned one but a friend of mine did – très comfy.
      …and no doubt heading straight away to first class 😎

      Thanks, V!

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