This is an Elspeth Eric play, and I'll tell you why I personally like it so much.

There's not much action, not much (though some) supernatural element to it, not much suspense, though some.

But I love Eric's lines about fathers and daughters, and thought that she was indeed insightful in the way she wrote Norman Rose's character's monologue.

At one point he, a widower raising a nearly grown daughter whose eye is on a mysterious stranger who visits the town daily on a certain train, says something to the effect of "There's really no perfect man a father sees for his daughter, because in his heart HE thinks he's the pefect man for her." (My daughter and I recently got a chuckle out of that one with me saying "Honey, I don't know if I'd WANT you marrying a guy like me.)

I also love trains, and I think this captures the (inevitable, IMO, with the rise of autos and planes) decline of passenger train traffic quite well.

Great choice.

(BTW, a funny train story today as well. I took a drive back from church across the line through Westville and Watts, OK, where I could drive by the main line of the Kansas City Southern railroad. At the latter town a train hauling some interesting cargo (machinery) had stopped, and I stopped to get a better glimpse. As I was standing alongside my car (in coat and tie) a fellow obviously from the train crew walked up to me and made small talk. Very nice guy...he told me he wondered if I was the RAILROAD PRESIDENT checking up on them.

I told him I'm big, but not THAT big.