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    “Come on,” said Eric. “There’s a little more recess left.”
    They started walking down the breeze-way. Ivy and Bean sat down on a bench.
    Leo looked at them. “So what really happened in there?” he asked.
    “Secret,” said Bean.
    Leo bounced the soccer ball hard against the cement and caught it. “Hey. I was the one who warned you that Mrs. Noble was coming.”
    Bean looked at Ivy. Ivy looked out at the playground, where the second-graders were getting back to their regular lunch-recess stuff. Eric was chasing Drew. Mikayla and Vanessa were pulling on a jump rope. The kindergartners were grinding rocks. Emma and Zuzu were practicing cartwheels again. Only Leo had stayed. “Okay. We’ll tell you.”
    Leo slitted his eyes. “Was there a ghost in there, really?”
    “Yes,” said Ivy.
    “Totally,” said Bean.
    Leo glanced from one to the other. “And that’s why Mrs. Noble ran?”
    Ivy looked at the sky. “Well, actually, Mrs. Noble ran because the toilet overflowed on her shoes.”
    “The toilet overflowed on her shoes?” Leo said. “How come?”
    “Ivy flushed the ghost’s presents down the toilet,” explained Bean.

    “You flushed a fossil?” Leo laughed.
    “And a half-dollar and a hairclip. It seemed like the best way to send them,”Ivy said. “We didn’t have time to dig a hole.” She giggled. It was kind of funny.
    “You guys are wacko!” said Leo, laughing.
    The three of them walked down to the playground together.
    “Hey, Leo, how do you play soccer, anyway?” asked Bean. “I’m getting kind of sick of gymnastics.”
    “I never really liked gymnastics very much,” said Ivy. “I can’t do cartwheels.”

WHAT A GREAT DAY
    What a great day, Bean thought. She was eating her ice cream on the front porch. She stirred hard, watching the chocolate part swirl into the vanilla part. Yum. Ice-cream soup.
    Ivy stepped out onto her front porch, holding an ice-cream bar.
    “Come over!” yelled Bean.
    Ivy went back inside and came out after a moment. She started down the steps, stopping every few feet to lick the drips from her bar.
    “What do you have?” she asked as she sat down next to Bean.

    “Ice-cream soup,” said Bean, showing her.
    “Mm.”
    They ate in silence for a few minutes. Then—
bang
—the porch door slammed shut behind Nancy.
    “You spilled on your shirt,” she said to Bean.
    Bean looked down. She had spilled on her shirt. “Oh well,” she said.
    Nancy sat down. “It’ll never come out,” she said. “Mom says you have to come in and do your math.”
    “Hi, Nancy,” said Ivy.
    “Hi,” said Nancy in a not-very-friendly way. “You’re supposed to go in, Bean.”
    “Okay,” said Bean without getting up.
    “Did you get a new haircut, Nancy?” Ivy asked.
    “What? No,” said Nancy. There was a pause. “Why? Does my hair look different?”
    Bean stared very hard at her milkshake.

    Ivy licked a drip. “Yeah.” She tilted her head to the side and looked at Nancy’s hair. “The bottom—there— it looks different. Kind of uneven. You know?”
    “It does?” said Nancy, grabbing some hair and pulling it in front of her face.
    “Yeah. Sort of uneven,” Ivy said. She cracked off a piece of chocolate coating and ate it.
    Nancy stared at her hair and then got up and went inside.
    Ivy and Bean finished their ice cream in silence.
    A really great day, thought Bean.

IVY + BEAN
    BOOK 3

SNEAK PREVIEW OF BOOK 3 IVY & BEAN
BREAK THE FOSSIL RECORD
    Boring.
    Boring!
    Boring!
    Bean turned her book upside down and tried to read it that way. Cool. Well, sort of cool. No. Boring.
    Bean sighed and turned her book back right side up. It was a book about cats she had picked from the school library. There was a different cat on each page. Bean liked cats, but reading about them was driving her crazy. All the cats looked the same except the sphynx cat, who didn’t have any fur. He looked halfway between a dog and a rat. Bean liked him the best.
    I bet