Every Friday She Waited at the Station... The Reason Will Break Your Heart

Every Friday, He Asked Her on a First Date Every Friday at six, she waited at the same train station. With two cups of coffee. The station workers whispered about her. Poor woman, they said. Who is she even waiting for? Then the six o'clock train arrived. And an old man stepped off, looking a little lost. She smiled and said, I think you dropped this. And handed him a coffee. He blushed, and asked if she'd like to go to dinner with him. Like he'd never met her before. Because he hadn't. Not that he could remember. Arthur had dementia. Most days, he didn't remember his own wife. But he always remembered that station. Because sixty years ago, on a Friday at six, a young man spilled coffee on a girl in a red dress, right on that platform. So every Friday, Rose brings him back. And every Friday, he asks her on a first date. And she says yes. Every time. That's why, every Friday at six, she waits at the same train station. With two cups of coffee.