Here is a poem by Calvin and the photo album to Moonlight Serenade posted once again in case you did not check it out a few chapters back. Enjoy! 

Calvin's not the most poetic guy in the world, but let's sneak and read it anyway.

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After returning home from the train station, Calvin unpacked his things and between his shoehorn and his shoes he found a leatherbound journal. Funny. He hadn't needed it on the train this trip thanks to a beautiful distraction.  He opened it to the first page he found and read:

Saturday, June 1, 1940

This is the first thing I'm writing in this journal I bought on the way down to Union Station.  I figured I wouldn't have much to do on the train, so here it is.  I'm not really a poet. I've just been reading some TS Eliot, which I have to say is pretty depressing, but the guy knows what he's doing.  I admit that I'm scared out of my mind as I head back to Brookhurst.  I have no idea what to expect, so I'm just going to write something and see where it takes me. 

"On the Train to Brookhurst"

by Calvin Wynne

 On the train to see my girl

The clouds tease me and 

tell me to head home that

She doesn't want me that

She's better off without me

On the train to see my girl

The porter laughs at my exposed expression

Young fool in love, young fool, looking for death

He is right. We're all waiting for death because

it will charge full of steam and smoke along the rails

of life whistling and blowing,

promising to take the air you breathe

but until it does I will tease the clouds back

for being as far away from her face

as I was when I left her and

tell them to head home because

she does want me because

she's better off with me

And I am coming home

Calvin closed the notebook. He'd been terrified that day, terrified of Teddi's rejection. Too terrified to admit he wanted more from her than just a hello.  He did not have worry so much about that now.  Then he thought of Elizabeth Donovan and the things Riley had said and went to pour himself a glass of whiskey.