A Higher View

Talia and Malik grinned at each other as their family rode the elevator to the observation deck of the Willis Tower, the tallest building in Chicago. Their ears popped as they whizzed past floor after floor, going higher and higher. When they got off the elevator, they ran to the window to look out at the view below. "Everything looks so tiny!" Talia exclaimed. "The cars look like toys."

Malik laughed. "Yeah, and the highways look like black snakes sneaking in and out of the city."

"You can see a long way from here!" said Talia. "Look at all those boats on the lake." She turned to her parents. "How far can we see?"

"I don't know, but it's a long, long way," said Mom.

Malik pointed back to the street. "See that red car right below us? It keeps changing lanes, trying to get ahead of everyone else."

Dad nodded. "That driver is being reckless and zooming past everyone! But look way up ahead of him. The traffic is stopped, and he'll have to stop too."

"Too bad he can't see the road ah