Shore Randolph Street terminal, Saturday morning at approximately 7:30 am, 8/11/79. The carman is doing some checks as the early morning sun
filters through the platform canopies. The train will depart for South
Bend at 7:58 am.”
If this doesn’t scream predator than I don’t know what does. This truly gives me the creeps and makes me see, even more than I already do, how extremely toxic and disturbing this relationship is. Emma was too young to be with a man so much older than her.
This right here shows how young Emma was. And you wanna know the sick part of this, besides everything else about SF/ST, is that some people in the SF fandom might actually think this is still cute.. and I just… that is just so wrong on SOOO many levels.
We were very tired, we were very merry— We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry. It was bare and bright, and smelled like a stable— But we looked into a fire, we leaned across a table, We lay on a hill-top underneath the moon; And the whistles kept blowing, and the dawn came soon.