the train was pulling out. She was too late and now she would be late again. She wondered what her cousin Michael would say about her missing the train for the third time that week. Michael never missed the train - he knew how important it was to be on time for school. That meant yet another detention, another late tea and another journey home in the dark. Sylvia wondered why she couldn't be more like Michael. He always got the highest marks, he was always popular and he NEVER MISSED THE TRAIN. Well, except for one time....