Union Station was more than just a transportation hub for Audrey; it was a testament to time, a marriage of history, and modernity. Its Great Hall, a sprawling spectacle with Tennessee marble floors and Corinthian columns, spoke volumes of Chicago’s bygone eras. Audrey had often sat on its wooden benches during college, daydreaming amidst the hustle and bustle, letting the stories of old envelop her.
Enter Tom, with his charismatic tales of world travels and an odd penchant for antique train models. Their love story was one for the books — a history enthusiast meeting a train aficionado at a vintage book store in Wicker Park. It seemed fate conspired through time to intertwine their paths. Read the rest of this entry »

