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First published in Great Britain by HarperCollins Children’s Books in 2015
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Copyright © Sarah Lean 2015
Illustrations © Gary Blythe 2015
Cover photographs © Mark harris (dog), Cavan images / Getty images (boy), Shutterstock (all other images)
Sarah Lean asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of the work.
Gary Blythe asserts the moral right to be identified as the illustrator of the work.
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Source ISBN: 9780007512263
Ebook Edition © 2015 ISBN: 9780007512256
Version: 2015-02-05
“Sarah Lean weaves magic and emotion into beautiful stories.”
Cathy Cassidy
“Touching, reflective and lyrical.”
The Sunday Times
“… beautifully written and moving. A talent to watch.”
The Bookseller
“Sarah Lean’s graceful, miraculous writing will have you weeping one moment and rejoicing the next.”
Katherine Applegate, author of The One and Only Ivan
For my little sister
Contents
Copyright
Praise for Sarah Lean
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Acknowledgments
About the Author
Also by Sarah Lean
About the Publisher
It must have snowed on the mountain in the night.
“Have you seen it yet, Frank?” I shouted downstairs.
“You mean did I hear?”
“I know, funny, isn’t it? The snow’s so quiet but it’s making all the animals noisy.”
We didn’t normally see snow on Canigou in May, and it made the village dogs bark in that crazy way dogs do when something is out of place. Harry, Frank’s donkey, was down in his shed, chin up on the half open door, calling like a creaky violin.
Frank came up to the roof
