e train westbound

i got on the train, and a lady in a wheelchair got on behind me. she was wearing a hat, and a coat, and had a quilt over her legs. i think she was sixty, but you never can tell. she had bags on her lap. when we rounded a bend one fell to the ground. i helped her pick it up. a corner of the quilt went up with the bag and i saw her feet. her bare feet, no shoes. her toenails were painted bright blue. 

i smiled, but i always smile.