Hey everybody, I am going to  have one  chapter  of this story every week.

So, without futher ado, here is the story.

The children were left standing there, feeling alone. the train had left them there

they had  somehow  managed not to cry during the goodbyes, the train ride, and the

tearful last hugs but now they were just about ready to cry. all they had was an

address to there grand aunt Silvia,and their baggage.

(to be continued)