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I won't talk to strangers




I won't talk to strangers book, there are different types of strangers. Anyone a child doesn't know, including parents' "friends" is a stranger until told otherwise. A child explains in their own words, the reasoning behind the decision of not talking to them. On sale now at www.missBirdiesbooks.com in the Talk to Me Series section.

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