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“Wait,” said Honza. “I forgot to do something.” Dash stood outside of Honza’s home, her hands on her hips and her tail tapping against the ground. “What did you forget?” she called out. 

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Dash opened her eyes and frowned. She sat up in her bed, stretched her arms out to the sides and then towards the ceiling of her room. Instead of quickly getting ready for the day as she normally did, she pulled her pillow - made from a cotton ball wrapped in cloth - up behind her back and leaned against the wall. She closed her eyes and thought again about her dream. 

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“Alright, here we go!” screamed Flicker as he burst from the ledge of the Tower. He bolted into the air above Old Town Square, looped around the Tower once, and landed in the exact spot he’d launched from a few moments before. “What? Are we done already?” asked Martin, as he slid off of Flicker’s back, being careful not to ruffle the bird’s feathers. 

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Now mice, whether they are from the city like Dash or the country such as Honza, always try to make full use of the warm weather that comes each summer, once the long, cold winter and wet spring are over. They love to run in the tall grass of the green fields, climb the lowest and sometimes even the highest branches on the trees in the parks downtown and float downriver on a leaf or a raft they’ve built from sticks and mud letting their tails dip in and out of the water to steer. But everything changes when the hottest days of summer arrive.  

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Ms. Maggie would not take “no” for an answer. She handed Mr. Green, the grocery mouse, the three pine nuts she carried in a cart on wheels she used for her groceries. “No, Mr. Green. These are worth at least two grapes. And you offer me just one?” Ms. Maggie shook her head with a thin smile spread across her face. “Ms. Maggie. Please, if I’ve told you once, I’ve told you a hundred times. A pine nut is worth no more than half a grape. I’ll give you one and half grapes for all three.” 

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Martin Shortail was not often invited to adventure with his big sister Dash. So when she asked him if he wanted to float the river with Honza and herself, Martin could not contain his excitement. On the day of the Big River Float, as he liked to call it, he was awake and waiting patiently to leave before anyone else in the house was up. 

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Honza stretched his arms out to the side then stuck his hands behind his head, making himself a little pillow. He pulled his left foot up and rested it on his knee. Then he leaned back on the tip of the hour hand and stared up at the minute hand of the clock. He watched as the minute hand neared the twelve. “Almost!” he shouted out. The minute hand clicked again. “Just one more minute!” 

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Honza bent down to examine a yellow flower, just popping its head through the soil and snow. “Dash, come look at this. It’s just a baby. It hasn’t even opened its eyes yet.” When Dash didn’t respond, Honza left the flower and went off to find her. 

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Flicker swooped down and alighted on the window sill. “Alright. Thank you for flying Air Pigeon. Please remember to take all your belongings with you.” Honza and Dash slid from Flicker’s back onto the window sill. “Thanks for the ride Flicker. Where should we meet you later?” said Dash.

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Early that morning, Honza quietly walked through Tower Village, slid down the big rope hanging from the bell in the tower, and headed through the double doors which led to the street. Recently, he had made it a habit of taking short walks by himself before anyone else in the Tower was awake.