Autumn came and leaves fell on the city. The boy was out one morning when something caught his eye.
He stopped and opened his mouth to say something. The he closed his mouth and let the little girl and the book go.
But it didn't really go.
You see, a good little book never completely goes away.
The Good Little Book
words by Kyo Maclear
pictures by Marion Arbona
ISBN 978-1-77049-451-0
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