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Breakfast. Apparently they had to say everyone’s name backwards at breakfast, one of the interesting new rules this year. How were you supposed to do that? After getting a bowl of oatmeal topped with some nuts and fruit, Penelope pulled her notebook and a quill out of one of her magically enlarged pockets. Opening it it the first blank page, she wrote her name, Penelope, and then wrote it backwards as Epolenep. Eh-puh-len-ep? Was that how people were supposed to say her name at breakfast? It would be so much easier if she had a name that was a palindrome, like Hannah or Ava, the same spelling when it was written backwards.
Penelope looked up again as an owl dropped a package with a letter attached to it in her oatmeal and spilled the contents of the bowl all over the table. That would be from her mother. Why did her mother's owl always drop things in food? This wasn't the first time it had happened. Penelope picked up the box that now had her breakfast all over it. Opening it and reading the letter would have to wait, but now she would have to clean up the mess that the owl had made by tipping her bowl of oatmeal over.
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