Lisa’s heart stopped. Kingston? That wasn’t on the way to Boston. She looked at the map above the door and her mistake. She was on the local train, not the express. The local train made 15 stops. The express made only three.
Suddenly, a man across from her smiled. “First time taking the local?” he asked. Lisa nodded. “Don’t worry,” he said. “Get off at the next stop, cross the platform, and take the express back. You’ll only be 20 minutes late.” oxford american english file
Lisa laughed. “Next time,” she said, “I’ll check the screen before I get on.” Lisa’s heart stopped