Strangers on a Train

About the Book

(Edited version published as “Strangers On A Train” in Woman’s World magazine September 2010)


“Hello, Joe.” These words greeted me a few months ago when I opened my phone on the train. Or rather, when I opened Joe’s phone. You see, I didn’t know it was Joe’s phone. It looked exactly like my phone, on the outside. But the inside was a dead giveaway. The greeting and the bright blue and orange sports team wallpaper glared at me as if they knew I was not Joe. Panic set in. If this was Joe’s phone, where was my phone? And who was Joe?