Benny’s Three-Envelope Secret — Behind the quiet post counter, Benny tapped three envelopes. Tap, tap, tap. Read the full story →
Behind the quiet post counter, Benny tapped three envelopes. Tap, tap, tap. “I can do it before the big clock goes ding,” he whispered.
He stepped out from his warm rug to the red mailbox. His bag bumped, flop-flop. A tiny paper star tickled his nose. Achoo! One envelope slid under the parcel bench.
Benny crawled, got dusty paws, and found something better: a note for him! It smelled like peppermint ink. “Secret mail for Benny,” it said.
He waved so big his cap wiggled. Next time you spot his bag, maybe you’ll know which envelope ran away.