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I provide the picture and the opening sentence, you write an additional 100 to 150 words to complete the story.
Clementine anxiously waited for the 5:40 out of the city, wondering if he would be on board.
This was the third week they’d made the effort to be there on the platform. To be honest, she didn’t understand why he wasn’t there but excitement always got the better of her the next time.
Seeing the steam in the distance, she stood up, adjusted her apron and bonnet, and caught hold of her mother’s hand.
The two stood away from the gap as the train pulled into the station.
The porter opened the doors of the carriages for the passengers to alight.
Clementine felt her mother tense, then reach into her pocket for her kerchief to dab at her eyes.
Looking ahead she saw him.
‘Papa!’ she cried and was off like the wind, throwing herself at his legs as he lifted her aloft.
‘Oh my darlings,’ he wept, wrapping his arms around them both.