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At the edge of the old briar-patch sits Peter Rabbit – staring into the sky, his head tipped so far back it makes his neck ache!
Up in the sky, a black speck sails across the snowy white face of a cloud. How could that little speck be alive, way up there? But Peter knows it is – and he knows who it is: King Eagle, who, by and by, disappears over the Great Mountain. Peter rubs the back of his aching neck. Then he gives a little sigh.
I wonder what it’s like, to fly like that, he says … not knowing just how much he is soon to learn about his friends in the green forest and meadow – and the adventures he will have, while learning!
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
At the edge of the old briar-patch sits Peter Rabbit – staring into the sky, his head tipped so far back it makes his neck ache!
Up in the sky, a black speck sails across the snowy white face of a cloud. How could that little speck be alive, way up there? But Peter knows it is – and he knows who it is: King Eagle, who, by and by, disappears over the Great Mountain. Peter rubs the back of his aching neck. Then he gives a little sigh.
I wonder what it’s like, to fly like that, he says … not knowing just how much he is soon to learn about his friends in the green forest and meadow – and the adventures he will have, while learning!