Extract - The Travelling Bookshop by Katrina Nannestad illustrated by Cheryl Orsini

‘Hi, Mim!’ Nat waves and smiles from where he sits. ‘Daddy nailed my pyjama pants to the shingles!’ Nat has a red crayon in his hand. The roof around him is covered in O’s. Nat loves letters. Not all letters. Just one at a time. At the moment, he’s in love with the letter O. He’s obsessed with the letter O. ‘Wow!’ I shout. But I’m not talking about Nat’s pants or the sea of red O’s he’s drawn. I’m talking about the tulips. The world is full of tulips. Bright, blooming tulips. Red, crimson, yellow, pink and white, as far as I can see. ‘Tulips!’ I squeal. ‘ And a windmill! No, three!’ I turn to Dad. ‘We’re in the Netherlands!’ Dad laughs. ‘Seems so! Flossy plodded across the border overnight.’

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