Winn Dixie

Then he smiled up at the preacher. He showed him all his teeth. The preacher looked down at the mouse. He looked at Winn-Dixie. He looked at me. He rubbed his nose. It got real quiet in the Pick-It- Quick.

"Let us pray," the preacher finally said, "for this mouse."

And everybody started laughing and clapping. The preacher picked up the mouse by the tail and

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