The Sleeper Car

…I set my notebook beside the bed, thinking that I might dream up a whole new story overnight and wake to find myself in a new world.…

…The rocking of the train was making me drowsy, And finally we rose and thanked our waiter and strolled back to the sleeper car. Our bed had been turned down and the sconces dimmed. I stood by the window and watched the scenery race by.…

…The Sleeper Car From the window, a broad white landscape stretched out under the afternoon sun. We'd just cut through a small city, and I could still make out a few tall buildings in the distance. I loved passing through towns, watching cars waiting at the crossings, catching a glimpse of people walking on the city streets with bags slung over their arms,…