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After a while, she sat on her favorite

rock and started to eat her lunch.

Crumbs went flying in every direction,

but she didn’t notice them. She was

too busy watching the big, black bird

that was coming toward her.

The bird kept waddling closer:

Hop, hop, stop.

Hop, hop.

Whenever he stopped, he tilted

his head and looked at Franny.

He looked at the crumbs

around her feet.

Closer he hopped,

and closer.