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The Case of the Twilight Tapping
A Bramblewood Hollow Mystery
Every evening, just as twilight settles over Bramblewood Hollow:
Tap.Tap tap.Tap… tap-tap…
Nobody can say quite what it is, or where it’s coming from—and Rupert isn’t sure it’s anything to worry about.
Thistle disagrees. His acorn caches, tucked carefully all across the forest floor, are quietly going missing, and he is certain the two things are connected. Rupert isn’t so sure.
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