Doesn’t he like us? Was it something we said? How could he leave us? That’s how I felt when Frank, the conductor on my 8:02 a.m. inbound commuter rail train from Needham, told me and all the other passengers that he was switching lines. It felt like he was breaking up with us. There was a mixture of shock, sadness, disappointment, even jealousy . . .
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