It was just an ordinary...
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It was just an ordinary doll, but Sarah loved it. "Floppy Baby" had never been very pretty, and two years of being dragged around by a toddler had not improved her looks. The hair was matted, the soft body was stained, and one eye was permanently stuck open. Sarah slept every night with Floppy Baby clutched to her chest, and insisted on taking her along whenever she went out with her parents.
Imagine the wails when one day Floppy Baby was not to be found. Sarah had other dolls and stuffed animals, but nothing could take the beloved doll's place. For two days, while her frantic parents scoured the house, the little girl cried herself to sleep without her "friend." The doll seemed to have vanished into thin air, and they had almost given up, when Mommy opened a closet door, where she was sure she had looked before, and there lay Floppy Baby!
Mommy's relief at finding the doll was one thing. But Sarah's elation was quite another. She danced; she laughed; she ran all over the house, hugging the ragged toy. When Dad came home from work, Sarah almost knocked him down at the front door in her excitement. Floppy Baby was back!
--Walker
Imagine the wails when one day Floppy Baby was not to be found. Sarah had other dolls and stuffed animals, but nothing could take the beloved doll's place. For two days, while her frantic parents scoured the house, the little girl cried herself to sleep without her "friend." The doll seemed to have vanished into thin air, and they had almost given up, when Mommy opened a closet door, where she was sure she had looked before, and there lay Floppy Baby!
Mommy's relief at finding the doll was one thing. But Sarah's elation was quite another. She danced; she laughed; she ran all over the house, hugging the ragged toy. When Dad came home from work, Sarah almost knocked him down at the front door in her excitement. Floppy Baby was back!
--Walker
