When I saw the photo, I imagined a train station and decided to superimpose the clock on a station scene. Focusing on the time, I thought of a country rock song. You'll soon discover why.
“It’s Sam. He took off tonight.”
“Said he had a train to catch.”
“What the hell is wrong with that guy? Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I should have expected it. I told him about the baby.”
“And the bastard didn’t give a shit?”
“He said something like, ‘that’s your problem, not mine.’”
“Why do you put up with him? Really! You need to figure this out, Bernie.”
“I know, I know. I just keep thinking he’ll settle down. He’s a good guy down deep.”
“Well—down deep doesn’t cut it. In my book, he’s nothing but a drifter.”
“Do you think that after the baby is born, he’ll…"
“Are you serious? Bernie! We’ve talked about this way too many times.”
“What should I do?”
“To start with, forget Sam. You’ll never catch this midnight rider.”