02-DEAREST GERONIMO

DEAREST GERONIMO... This is what the letter said: Dearest Geronimo, I am coming to see you Wednesday morning. There is something we absolutely must talk about! Love and squeaks, Aunt Sweetfur I finished reading the letter and looked at my calendar. I JUMPED UP. Wednesday? That was today! Just then, the door flew open and Aunt Sweetfur skipped into my office. She was

wearing a lavender dress with a frilly lace collar. She was carrying a lilac-tinted umbrella and handbag. Around her neck, she wore a silver HEART- SHAPED locket. It contained a picture of her long-lost husband, Uncle

Grayfur. The locket held another precious treasure: a whisker that my uncle had given her as a token of his undying love. Uncle Grayfur was a seamouse. Almost twenty years ago, he sailed off to the Ratlåpagos Islands. He was searching for a mysterious treasure. He never returned. Aunt Sweetfur was heartbroken. Can you blame her? Uncle Grayfur was her one true love. I mean, how many mice

would pull out one of their own whiskers for you? youch! My snout hurt just thinking about it. Maybe that was why I hadn't found my special soul mouse yet. I made a mental note to work on my fear of whisker loss.