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“Lucky for me that you’re not busy today,” said Mum, who was walking four other dogs. “This is the busiest week I’ve had in ages. I think the whole town has gone on holiday together.”
“Not old Mr Grumpy Pants,” said Grace, nodding at an elderly gentleman standing in the large garden of a bungalow a few doors down from the Taylors. The garden wrapped all the way around the front and sides of the building. There was a shed
on the left-hand side of it and a path on
the right which led to the front door. The
flower beds were full of colourful roses
and the lawn was mown in neat stripes.
The man was inspecting it. “Look at the
way he’s scowling at the grass,” Grace
went on. “I betUnhcoer’rsecteed lMlianugscriptt off for not Not for Redistribution • Copyright © Protected
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