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“His name is Archibald”

Sanso and the parrot jumped. Who said that?

“I did” said India Louise.

Both Sanso and the parrot blinked. A little girl in a woolly jumper was standing right in front of them.

“Where did you come from?” asked Sanso, as the parrot inquired “How did you know my name?”

“I just walked into the page” India Louise told Sanso, and to the parrot she said “And Great Grandaddy Wrick told me your name last night.”

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