CHAPTER SIX

A MOUSE COULD HIDE

Posey wished she was a mouse so she could hide.

What if Miss Lee saw her? What if she talked to Posey and asked her questions?

“Posey,” called a loud voice. “Over here!”

It was Gramps. He was in the line next to Miss Lee.

Posey ran and hid her face against his shirt. She felt his strong arm wrap around her.

“What’s all this about?” said Gramps.

Before Posey could answer, she heard another voice.

“Hello, Posey.”

Posey looked up.

Miss Lee was smiling at her.

“I’m Linda Lee,” she told Gramps. “Posey’s first-grade teacher.”

“What do you know about that, Posey?” said Gramps. “Your teacher shops at Hank’s, too.”

All Posey could do was nod.