Once upon a time, a woman gave birth to a baby boy. She named him Zumante. She loved him dearly. He grew from a baby to a toddler. He grew from a toddler to a preschooler. He went on to knidergarten and first grade. He finished second grade, and third, and fourth. Then, the summer after fourth grade, three weeks before Zumante's tenth birthday, he died. His mommy's heart bled and she missed him and she cried. Then she wrote a book. This is that book.

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