Sat in the tail end of a train that traveled from England to Australia. Occasionally the tail wagged, tipping over her humongous Snuffleupagus thermos and spilling champagne all over her bed sheet toga. During the ride, she identified six and a half species of flying whales, serenaded herself, and convinced an oblong-shaped stone to shave his moss off. The railroad conductor paid no attention to any of this as he was too busy conducting a symphony for deaf people. The train arrived on time and one of the passengers gave her his hand as she stepped off. She wrapped the hand in tin foil, placed it in her purse, then built a spiderweb between two street lights in hopes of catching a taxi. This proved successful, and as it turned out, the other passenger sitting in the taxi was Amelia Earhart. Amelia had a concerned expression on her face. I have something very important to tell you, Amelia said. But then she could not think what it could possibly be.