It was agreed that Peter would have a good talk with his parents that evening and report back to Max. The latter was working on a secret plan to throw a Christmas coming-out party for Peter in one of the trees in the main square and was busy compiling an […]
“So,” said Max after Arthur had zoomed towards Victoria, “what’s the matter, Peter?” Peter stopped bouncing and perched in the pink bougainvillea to catch his breath. “My mum and dad don’t seem to understand me. I don’t really like female sparrows,” he said. “I mean, they’re alright to talk to, […]
