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whispered with a sniff. “He’ll miss me.”
    Molly hugged her carefully, trying not to squash Posy. “I’ll help you look too.”
    Molly felt Posy wriggle excitedly against her shoulder. I can find it! I’m sure I can. I’m ever so good at finding things. She stalked down Molly’s arm to the floor and set off around the room, her ears laid back and her nose to the ground.
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    Kitty looked up at Molly, wide-eyed. “Is Posy looking for my elephant?”
    Molly hesitated. Kitty didn’t know about her magic, but her little sister loved animals too. Even if she did always want to dress them up. And right now, anything that made Kitty feel better was a good idea.
    She nodded and whispered to Kitty. “Yes. But I wouldn’t tell Mum. It’s a special secret.”
    â€œI promise!” Kitty breathed, her eyes wide and miraculously emptied of tears now. “She’s so clever!”
    Molly and Kitty giggled as they watched Posy search, her tail swishing from side to side. The kitten was concentrating so hard on sniffing her way along the carpet that she walked straight
into the sofa, and then sat down, looking cross with herself and shaking her head as though her nose hurt.
    â€œPoor Posy!” Kitty patted her gently. “Please keep looking!” she whispered. “He’s grey, and he’s got a long trunk. His nose thing.”
    Posy looked up at Molly. Oh good. I wasn’t actually sure what an elephant was , she admitted. She stood up and prowled out into the hallway. Mum and William had gone into the kitchen now, and Molly could hear a banging of pans, as though William was emptying out the kitchen cupboards in search of Kitty’s elephant.
    Posy stuck her nose into a corner
under the stairs and backed out sneezing, little delicate snorty sneezes, that made Kitty laugh. “She’s the cleverest kitten ever ,” she told Molly. “How will she know where my elephant is?”
    Molly shrugged her shoulders and smiled. “Magic,” she whispered, and Kitty nodded, wide-eyed. “I thought so!”
    It’s dusty under there! Posy complained. But I’m close, I’m sure of it. It’s here somewhere.
    Molly crouched down beside her as Posy sniffed along the hall floor. “They were playing here,” she whispered. “It would make sense.”
    I know it’s here. I can feel your little sister. Posy looked up at Kitty, who was staring at her hopefully, her blue eyes filling her face, they were so wide. She needs it back, doesn’t she? Some things belong to people so much that you feel it. The elephant wants her back too.
    Molly blinked in surprise. Kitty had said her elephant would miss her, but Molly hadn’t realized it was true. Maybe it was. Perhaps Kitty had loved the elephant so much, he really belonged, and he knew he was lost. He was calling Posy to find him.
    Oooh! Posy purred excitedly, her tail sticking straight up in the air like a furry flag. We’re close, we’re close! She was nosing through the neat line of shoes and wellies standing by the
front door. William’s were green with dinosaurs on, and Molly and Kitty had left theirs next to his, Molly’s pawprint purple ones and Kitty’s pink, scattered with little red hearts.
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    Posy stood up on her back paws, peering into the tops of the wellies. But she wasn’t quite tall enough. With a little mew of crossness, she jumped, so suddenly that Molly
gasped, “Careful!”
    Kitty squeaked as the tabby kitten swayed on the top of Molly’s purple welly boot.
    Posy teetered nervously, hanging on the edge and wobbling; then she disappeared half inside the boot, so only her bottom was sticking out.
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    There was a strangled sort of meow, and her back end wriggled but didn’t budge.
    I’ve found it , she told Molly triumphantly. Then there was a little pause. But I’m stuck ,