The Night Train to Cedar Falls
Pia had never been on a night train. She and her dad had a tiny room with two beds, one on top of the other. Pia got the top bed.
"It is like sleeping in a bunk on a ship," she said.
The train rocked back and forth. Click-clack, click-clack. Pia looked out the window. She saw lights in a far town and a silver river in the moon.
Soon she felt sleepy. In the morning, a soft voice said, "Cedar Falls. Next stop, Cedar Falls."
Pia sat up fast. Outside, a high waterfall tumbled down a green cliff and made white mist in the sun.
"We are here!" said her dad.
Pia grabbed her small bag. She waved to the train as it pulled away. She wanted to ride it again some day.