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Casey’s father turned around and looked at Marvin. “So you’re Marvin Redpost,” he said. “Casey has told me a lot about you.”

“I have not!” Casey insisted.

“Aren’t you really a prince, who was kidnapped at birth?” asked her father.

“Yes, I mean no. I’m not really sure.”

“He really likes cats a lot,” said Casey.

“That’s good,” said Casey’s father.

“But you don’t have any cats,” said Marvin, a little unsure.

“No, I hate the furry little things,” said Casey’s father.

Casey’s sideways ponytail stuck out toward Marvin. It bounced up and down as the car drove over the speed bumps in the school parking lot.

“Do you know when the book report is due?” Marvin asked her.

“Yes,” said Casey. “Mrs. North told us Tuesday.”

Marvin nodded. He still didn’t know what that meant.

“I’m going to have to call my mom when we get to your house,” he said. “She thinks I’m at Stuart’s.”

“Do you know your phone number?” asked Casey.

“Of course,” said Marvin. “Don’t you?”

“No,” said Casey.

That surprised Marvin. He’d known his phone number since kindergarten. “You should,” he said.

“Why should I?” asked Casey.

“I don’t know it either,” said Casey’s father from the front seat.

That really surprised Marvin. “Did you just move or something?” he asked.

“No,” said Mr. Happleton.

They reached Casey’s house. The house was four stories high. It had a very long driveway and a huge garage.

“I didn’t know you lived in a mansion,” Marvin said slowly.

“This house used to be a fire station,” Mr. Happleton told him. “That was before Casey was born. The garage was even bigger than it is now. We remodeled. What’s now the living room used to be part of the garage.”

“Cool,” said Marvin.

Mr. Happleton parked the car in the driveway. Marvin climbed out of the car.

“Don’t forget your book,” Casey reminded him.

Marvin’s book lay on the back seat. He picked it up, then followed Casey into the house.

It looked pretty much like a normal house, except there was a pole right in the middle of the living room.

“That’s the fire pole,” said Casey. “The firemen used to slide down it when there was a fire.”

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