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       Copyright

      First published in Great Britain by HarperCollins Children’s Books in 2016

      HarperCollins Children’s Books is a division of HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd,

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      The HarperCollins website address is: www.harpercollins.co.uk

      Text © Sarah Lean 2016

      Illustrations © Anna Currey 2016

      Cover illustration © Simon Mendes

      Cover design © HarperCollinsPublishers 2016

      Sarah Lean asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of the work.

      Anna Currey asserts the moral right to be identified as the illustrator of the work.

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      Source ISBN: 9780008165734

      Ebook Edition © 2016 ISBN: 9780008165741

      Version: 2016-08-09

       For Sophie

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      Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

       Dedication

       Chapter 3: Who is Twinkle?

       Chapter 4: Case Closed

       Chapter 5: Rules of Being a Fox

       Chapter 6: From Up on the Roof

       Chapter 7: The Real Discovery

       Chapter 8: Rare Friendships

       Keep Reading

       About the Author

       Also by Sarah Lean

       About the Publisher

       Map

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      Tiger Days loved tigers. She often wore tiger-print pyjamas, socks and slippers and used to spend all her time indoors drawing pictures of tigers. Ever since she’d been to stay with her grandmother, May Days, at her new house, Tiger was beginning to be more adventurous. May Days used to live on a wildlife reserve in Africa but now lived in a large old house in the countryside, called Willowgate House. Even now, she sometimes looked after animals that were in need of helping hands. There were lots of repairs to be made at Willowgate, and while the house was being fixed up, May Days and Tiger slept in a tent in the great, unexplored garden.

      It was spring, warm and bright, and Tiger was on her way to visit her grandmother but there was a long journey in the car first. Tiger was eager to arrive and see May Days again, as there was still so much to find out about each other.

      Excitement swirled in Tiger’s tummy with his grandfather next door. Tiger was also looking forward to seeing Holly Days – a white cat who had made her home at Willowgate even before May Days had moved in. She was the kind of cat that did as she pleased and Tiger thought of Holly as belonging to the house, rather than to anyone in particular. Holly had a mind of her own and was quite in charge of herself, but Tiger and the cat had become firm friends during Tiger’s last stay.

      The car pulled up at the end of the drive, where Tiger had last seen Holly. Obviously Holly wasn’t still sitting there, but when Tiger jumped out of the car to open the gate she looked around, hoping the cat was nearby. There was no sign of Holly, but May Days was already jogging down the drive to greet them. Tiger smiled and ran to meet her grandmother, while Dad drove up the drive.

      “May Days!” said Tiger as the two of them flung their arms round each other.

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      “I’m so happy to see you all over again,” said May Days, planting a big kiss on Tiger’s cheek. The garden smelled of new grass and warm breezes and Tiger hoped she’d find everything else just as before.

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      In the kitchen, Mr Days had lots to talk about with his mother over gallons of tea, which Tiger didn’t mind too much as she was now desperate to find the cat.

      “Where’s Holly?” she said.

      “That cat is still a bit of a mystery,” May Days said. “Why don’t you go and see if you can find her?”

      Holly was not in any of the rooms downstairs, or hiding in any of the chimneys, or behind any doors. She wasn’t upstairs in the bath, or in

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