Love Beyond the Train WindowFor seven years, the 5:15pm express had been a moving portrait of Elias’s life. He’d watch the world blur past, a silent film of backyards, cityscapes, and anonymous stations. But for the last three years, the journey had a fixed point of focus: a red-brick house with a large, lit window on the second floor.And in that window, a woman.He never knew her name, but he’d built a life for her in his mind. She was a painter, he decided, based on the large, empty canvases leaning against the wall. She loved plants, evidenced by the