It was a gray, blustery Saturday, just the kind of day Isabella loved. As the winds whistled around the little cottage, Isabella was snug in her grandparents’ attic, playing dress-up with her dog, Mullaby.
Suddenly, the attic window blew open with a bang, and cool winds began swirling around the room, scattering papers and attic treasures everywhere.
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