This is Ria.

Welcome to little stories for tiny people. You never know where life will take you or whether the path you take by accident might lead you to an interesting place.

That is what this story is about.

Let's hear it.

It's called Kip,

takes the long way.

Take it away, Rosalind. Remember there are no pictures. You have to

imagine the pictures in your mind. You can imagine them however you want.

All right, let's go! All right, focus people. This is a big deal. We're expecting 40 animals, so this is going to be our biggest show by far. We need to play better than ever before.

Plus, don't forget, Wilmot from the Forest Concert Club is going to be there, and if we impress him, he might put us on the schedule.

That would be, look, I don't want to be dramatic, but this could be the biggest night of our lives.

It could put us on the map.

Totally.

This could be our big break.

Kip?

Kip, are you, uh, you listening buddy? Kip? Kip, are you listening buddy?

Kip, who played the tuba, was not listening.

He'd been staring off into space,

daydreaming about taking a just because walk in the woods.

At the sound of his name, Kipp turned to Jerry, the unofficial leader of the band, and said,

Yep, concert tonight, Daneline T-Stand.

Kipp's bandmates exchanged looks.

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