At first, Mouse didn't understand why Mary asked him to write the letter. Mouse pretended to forget, and Mary sent in the Calvary.  He liked Rebecca. She always smelled nice and usually showed up with Pascal, who was quiet and never asked him to do unfathomable things.  But this time, Pascal had been on her side and told Mouse:  'You really need to write this letter to Vincent and Catherine. It's very important. And very secret.'  Well, Mouse liked secrets; but writing was so hard.

   He sat alone in his chamber and stared at the clean white paper. It was so clean and perfect that Mouse got frustrated and wadded the paper up and threw it across the room.

   Arthur, his pet raccoon found it and brought it to him.

   "Silly Arthur!" Mouse chided. "Raccoons don't play fetch!"

   He took the paper and smoothed it out.  He liked the way it looked better now. It was familiar somehow,  like Vincent and Catherine.  He wrote and wrote.

   Now, it was his turn.

   Mouse thrust the page at Vincent, who was very serious.

   "Mouse, did you write this all by your self?" Vincent asked.

   "Yes," Mouse replied. "Mouse wrote it."  He was proud.

   "You didn't have any help at all?" Catherine asked.

   “No!" said Mouse, Mary, Rebecca and Pascal all at once.

   Vincent smiled. "Okay, good,"  he said. "Okay, very fine."
 

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