Joan looked at the ceiling blankly, still shocked from the moment she opened her eyes in a train from a century ago.
Joan is actually a nurse in the emergency room of the 21st century.She decided to go visit her hometown in Scotland, after getting her yearly vacation.Going there making memories, celebrating her brother's birthday and buying Souvenirs for her friends was worth taking 14 hours flight in the economy class. On the way back she took a metro as it was faster and just when she closed her exhausted eyes for a few minutes she heard a child crying .She felt strange, as she doesn't remember seeing any child when she boarded the train.
Opened her eyes to see a child crying in the arms of his mother who was wearing a Corseted dress from the 20th century, she was cleaning her child's tears with a handkerchief . Joan clenched her fist and tensed up , watching warily as people around her continued talking,like it's normal for her to appear here out of nowhere. She took a few shallow breaths and forced herself to calm down , trying not to do anything stupid.She had handled bleeding patients, collapsing lungs, dying men—she would not lose control over this,at least not now. Turning her head, looking out of the window, she began planning.First she took off her silver watch and hid it in her inner pocket then reached behind her neck and untied the necklace , hiding it in her clothes.Clutching her purse ,she glanced at the mother a cross from her then smiled and took some candies from her pocket , got rid of its flashy cover and ate one while giving the other to the kid .after calming him down she smiled at her
"such a sweet boy, what is his name?"
"I hope we didn't disturb your rest ,his name is John and I'm Meredith "
"Not at all. I'm Joan , nice to meet you "
"How old is our dear John?"
"Oh ,he is three...
and that is how a conversation began and turned later to daily life,expenses and modern women trends .
She later acknowledged that Meredith was actually of new wealth and her clothes weren't cheap so she traded her green crystal ring which she bought from a bazaar when she was in college with her for fifteen dollars with the excuse that she was in a little trouble and needed money to tidy over.
Meredith looked at her clothes suspiciously as they weren't cheap but when she saw the ring she immediately agreed. After a few hours in the train and avoiding the conductor,the train finally stopped in Manhattan new station (grand central terminal) .
After going through everything since opening her eyes at the train till now,Joan began crying, trying to suppress her sobs .
Thinking what will happen to her parents,her brother and her friends when she disappears like that,and what about her savings and job . What the hell was she going to do in these damn years? Does anyone realize how much women are suppressed in this age ?
" Well I think it's a great age to be written in history " Joan said mockingly.
Calming her feelings after a good cry ,Joan got up to sort her belongings. She opened her suitcase, inside were her winter and spring clothes, some hair accessories,Hygiene and personal care supplies:
Toothbrush and toothpaste, deodorant, shampoo/conditioner, body wash, sunscreen, moisturizer, shaving/hair removal tools ,and one black boot and two heels.Then she opened her purse ,found her ID and passport,a work badge and a credit card plus some cash. Took off her jacket,got her phone and her watch and took out her necklace.This necklace is the most precious thing on her .It is actually her late grandmother rube ring ,of which her late grandfather proposed with.She always held it close to her heart with a white nickel chain.First she hid her necklace in her inner garment , gathered her documents in a paper file but it aside intending to burn it later.She then turned on her phone as there was no signal,she went to the pictures and saw her family and friends for the last time.Took a long Look at her father's photo with her niece rain before shutting down her phone and breaking it with her heels ,getting the battery out then putting the remains in the same file .She returned her belongings to the suitcase but it beside the bed .
After all that ,she felt starving so Joan took her keys,the purse and a file . Locking the door,she went to the restaurant on the first floor and on her way there ,was reception's hall fireplace.She stood there, watching the papers burn, her life slowly turning into ashes .