"Going to Shrewsbury", short story by Sarah Orne Jewett

This afternoon I sat on the couch after school, feet up on the ottoman, and read another poignant but simple story by Ms. Jewett. It's a tale of a brief, passing friendship between a young man and an elderly woman without a home. It all takes place on a train ride from the woman's home town to the village of Shrewsbury, where she hopes to find shelter with distant relatives. There's an unadorned kind of dignity in the story, and there is in all of the author's writings.