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it?”
    “No,” Ms. Folio said. “Are you sure you had it in here?”
    “Yes,” Katie assured her. “Emma and I were looking at it at the table near the window.”
    Ms. Folio thought for a minute. “Mr. Keaton’s first-grade class was in here right after your class left. Maybe one of the first-graders saw it.”
    “Do you think Mr. Keaton would let me ask the kids if they did?” Katie asked. “It’s very important. My dad will be so upset if I don’t get his stamps back.”
    “I’m sure Mr. Keaton will let you look for the stamp album.” Ms. Folio looked up at the clock. “The first grade is having a snack now. They should be in their classroom.”
    “Thanks, Ms. Folio,” Katie said as she dashed out of the library and ran farther west down the hall to Mr. Keaton’s room.

    The first-graders were having crackers and milk when Katie knocked on Mr. Keaton’s door.
    “Katie,” Mr. Keaton greeted her. “What a surprise. Why aren’t you out on the playground with the other fourth-graders?”
    “I lost something important,” Katie told him. “I’m spending recess looking for it. Ms. Folio said one of your kids might have seen it.”
    “What did you lose?” Mr. Keaton asked.
    “My dad’s stamp album,” Katie told him. “It’s a black binder filled with pages of stamps.”
    “Did any of you see a black binder?” Mr. Keaton asked his class.
    A small girl with a head of blond curls raised her hand shyly. “I found a binder in the library.” She pulled it out of her desk.
    “That’s it!” Katie exclaimed happily.
    “This binder has lots of stickers,” the little girl said.
    “That’s what I thought at first, too,” Katie said. “But they’re really stamps from other countries.”

    Katie showed the little girl a few of the stamps. Then she took the binder, thanked Mr. Keaton, and raced off to tell her friends that she’d found the album.
    Tap . . . tap . . . tap.
    Katie was so happy, she danced the whole way!

Chapter 13
    Katie was still tap-tap-tapping on Saturday morning when she and her mother arrived at the Cherrydale Mall for the big Tap-Off.
    “Mrs. Carew!” Emma W. exclaimed when she saw them. “I thought you weren’t going to dance in the Tap-Off.”
    Katie’s mom shrugged. “I guess I realized that the Tap-Off is about showing people how great tap dancing is, not about being in the front of the crowd.”
    “My mom’s here with me,” Emma W. told Katie and her mom. “And Lacey.”
    Katie was surprised to see Emma W.’s teenage sister. She hardly ever did anything with Emma W.
    “Hi, Wendy,” Mrs. Weber greeted Katie’s mom. “Emma told us about this and we just had to come. Tap dancing sounds like such a fun mother-daughter thing to do.”
    “It is!” Katie’s mom assured her. “In fact, Katie and I have been talking to Miss Ricky about starting a mother-daughter class.”
    “We would definitely sign up,” Mrs. Weber replied. “I could use the exercise, and it would be fun for the girls.”
    “I’m so glad you didn’t give up on tap dancing, Mrs. Carew,” Emma W. said.
    “I have Katie to thank for that,” Katie’s mom said. “She convinced me to stick with it. And with some hard work, I’m going to get better and better.”
    “Hard work always pays off,” Katie said. “That’s how Emma won our Geography Bee yesterday!”
    “Congratulations, Emma,” Mrs. Carew said.
    “You should have seen how mad Suzanne was that someone from 4B didn’t win,” Katie told her mom. “She almost popped a button on her lederhosen!”

    “Lederhosen?” Mrs. Carew asked.
    “You know, those leather shorts kids wear in Germany,” Emma W. explained. “Suzanne was wearing them to help her study Europe.”
    Mrs. Carew giggled. “Suzanne is one of a kind,” she said.
    Just then loud music began blaring through the parking lot.
    “Let’s dance,” Mrs. Carew cheered.
    Toe. Heel. Ball change. Spin.
    As she twirled around, Katie grinned happily. Despite