“When Duffy was ready to start, he saw an old lady running down the platform. ‘I’ll help you,’ he said. But he forgot to put the brake on and the little red train set off down the track...”
“Andres knew for certain that his friend Horacio was dead. The shots had pierced the side window of the car. There had been the swerve, no brakes applied, and then the ditch. Andres had been thrown clear, into the dusk of evening, but Juan, his father -they had got him, dragged him from the capsized vehicle.”