‘The Rat.’
‘What?’ I asked, looking about me for a small, brown, furry creature scurrying into the undergrowth. I thought Matthias was going to ask me to write down ‘rat’ in the ‘predator’ column of his little yellow notebook, but he wasn’t.
‘There,’ he said, nodding in the direction of the jun…
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