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Rufus had just found the cool side of his pillow when someone knocked.

He kept his eyes shut.

The knock came again, followed by a clink and a small, wet sneeze.

Rufus opened the door of his den. Tilly Squirrel stood under the dripping fern above it. Her tail hung straight down. A blue cloth bundle bumped against her knees.

“Can I wai...


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Mina could hear the pumpkin talking without her.

That was wrong. In the school Halloween play, the witch was supposed to arrive before the pumpkin said it was tired.

Yet there was Arlo, inside his orange cardboard pumpkin, saying, “I’ve been smiling at people all evening. My cheeks hurt.”

Mina held the folded blanket against her chest. She ...


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Nella pulled the blue strip through her weaving and stood back. Her welcome mat had red stripes, cream stripes, and one blue stripe that climbed uphill.

It was meant to go straight across.

She tipped her head. That did not help.

From the workroom window, she could see the long road below the castle. Her cousin Kit was coming along that road...


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Rafi spread one small paw across the bus seat.

“Saved,” he said.

Bean sat beside him, looking straight ahead. He was a toy rabbit with one bent ear and a blue ribbon around his neck.

Rafi wore a short red cape over his yellow sweater. He had decided to be Captain Zip all day, including the bus ride to the library.

Bean was his sideki...


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The ghost knocked with one finger.

Tap.

The paper door didn’t even tremble.

Inside the cardboard haunted house, Rae was pretending to be a witch. She had a crooked hat, a wooden spoon, and a saucepan full of paper bats.

“Who dares disturb my supper?” she called.

No one answered.

A pirate beside the refreshment table sho...


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