Chapter 7

Chapter 7 "We've got to find your brother," said the little bird. "We've got to find your house first," said Sugar. "Poppy will be inside the house." "What's a poppy?" asked the little bird. "Our brother. His name is Poppy," answered Sugar. "Where would he take a birdhouse?" asked Dirt. "Don't you mean why would he take a birdhouse?" asked the little bird. Dirt and Sugar looked at each other. "He's kind of... unpredictable," said Sugar. Dirt nodded in agreement. "Did you have anything valuable in the house?" asked Sugar. "Absolutely not. Not at all. Nope. Nothing. Why would I have anything valuable? That's ridiculous. Where would I even get anything valuable? I mean,

really. I'm just a bird. Boring blue jay, actually. What a strange question. Now that I think about it, I believe that the contents of my house are none of your business! Good day, sir!" Sugar made an observation. Weird blue chicken is lying. Dirt and Sugar watched the little bird fly away. "Weird Blue Chicken is lying," said Sugar.

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"Should we follow her?" asked Dirt. "Nope," answered Sugar. "She's scared. She'll be back." "We should go," said Dirt. "Right now." "What's your hurry?" said Sugar. "The sprinkler is—" Dirt pulled out a pink, polka-dotted umbrella from behind her back. She held it over their heads as the water came down. "—coming back," said Dirt. "How do you do that?" asked Sugar. "No idea," said Dirt. "Impressive," said Sugar.

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