Weekend train, mom and teenage daughter, and as we pull into Broadway-Nassau the mom says, "She said if we didn't see her to get off."
"There she is," the daughter says. "She gonna be mad."
A young woman gets on with her son, maybe five or six. Mom says to the woman who just got on, "It was her."
The woman laughs, she's shaking her head. "That's why I called you so early."
The little boy is extremely focused on his PSP. The three women talk. I get off at the next stop.
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