His last supper
Tessa Stocks, 37, Grimsby
Spotting an empty seat on the train as I headed home from work, I made a beeline for it.
As I sat down, I put my headphones in and drifted off into my own world.
Barely noticed when someone sat down opposite me.
Only, seconds later, I realised he was trying to talk to me.
Pulling out my headphones, I apologised.
‘No worries,’ he smiled. ‘I’m Darren.’
It wasn’t like me to chat to random blokes on the train. But there was something about Darren.
Charming with a confident swagger, yet
