Who can fly to the stars from a bedroom?
Once, in a cozy bedroom, Archie lay on a soft blanket. His night-light made little dots on the wall. Dot, dot, dot. Archie blinked. Slow, slow, slow.
He held his toy ship. It was smooth. It was round. It was a shiny star ship. Archie liked the **whoosh** in his ears.
The ship had one button. It was big. It was shiny. Archie had never pressed it. Not once. His tummy felt wiggly.
"Be brave, little pilot."
Say it with Archie: **Beep-beep, go, go, go!**
Archie smiled. "Beep-beep, go, go, go!"
He pushed the button.
