She had a husband, Alex, calm and capable in public but stern and malicious at home. He disapproved of her friends and social life, denied her visits with their young son.
She had a passionate lover, also named Alex, and was content until his devotion to her cooled and he volunteered for war.
She makes a final decision.
At the station she waits on the platform and hears a shrill whistle.
Deep breath. Quick prayer. Steady now.
She deliberately steps forward.
The train stops with a sigh and Anna climbs on board.