(with apologies to Roz. She knows why.) In the Spring, three little caterpillars hatched out onto the dark, glossy leaves of a laurel bush. They took a good look around. “Where are we?” asked Green. “This must be a mistake,” said Red. “There’s nothing here.” Blue was sniffing leaves, prodding them with a tentative foot. “Um, […]

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