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I WISH . . .

We headed north to one of the towns

where they make Stilton cheese. As we

drove, Trap kept everyone entertained by

telling stories. Unfortunately, they were all

about me! He told about the time I got my

tail stuck in his refrigerator. He told about

the time I hit myself in the head with my

own golf club. Then he showed everyone the

embarrassing T-shirts he wore when

we went to Club Mouse last year.

I gnashed my teeth. Oh, how I wished I was

on vacation now. Away from my cousin!

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