I'll Be Home For Christmas
Anya walked into her apartment and immediate dropped the computer bag slung over a shoulder. Finals were over. The semester was over and she was a free woman until mid-January. Now it was time to go home. Home. The word never sounded so good. She wanted to see her parents, her siblings, her friends and Steve. She had a whole month ahead of her of being surrounded by the people she loved. It sounded perfect.

She went to her desktop and brought up Amtrak’s homepage and looked at the schedule. With any luck she’d be able to get a train that left in a few hours and be home by dinner time. Jarvis’ cooking was waiting for her along with her own bed.

Once a train ticket was purchased she went about packing her bags.