“Pippin,” whispers Blossom the possum. “Would you like to come out with me?”
Pippin is sleepy. He looks out the window, it is dark outside. He thinks for a moment – shall I go with Blossom?
Will Pippin go out into the dark night?
“Pippin,” whispers Blossom the possum. “Would you like to come out with me?”
Pippin is sleepy. He looks out the window, it is dark outside. He thinks for a moment – shall I go with Blossom?
Will Pippin go out into the dark night?