[Despite her save, he catches it, though he doesn't say anything.
He senses she might be getting ready to leave, and the thought makes his grip on the stuffed cow tighten just slightly, reluctant to be alone. But she deserves to have fun with the other kids, not be stuck keeping him company.]
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He senses she might be getting ready to leave, and the thought makes his grip on the stuffed cow tighten just slightly, reluctant to be alone. But she deserves to have fun with the other kids, not be stuck keeping him company.]
I will. [He won't.]
Is she yours? From when you were a little girl?