What was the thing going to do? Walk away? And who was going to steal it? There was more of a risk that it would be mistaken for trash and thrown away.
In fact, that's exactly what I thought had happened three weeks ago.
The realtor was showing our house last-minute so I had to get the baby and the dog out the door right away.
Our sweet salesperson picked up some things before showing the house, and one of those things… disappeared.
My child's attachment item.
I spent the entire night on the phone with the realtor, tearing the house apart. No one had seen Bear (pronounced "Bayer" by my child; I always think she's asking for an aspirin).
Panic ensued (I'm talking about myself of course) and I ran a marathon to seven different stores with no look-alike Bayer to be found.
I finally convinced the baby to accept a rogue Bayer, and eventually she stopped mentioning her beloved. Until last Tuesday, when she opened the coffee table drawer and calmly said, "Bayer". Then she promptly closed the drawer.
It's too late. She's bonded with the ugly store-brand replacement. The expensive discontinued model lies rejected in the bowels of the coffee table.
But the good news is, the store-brand is made in China. And as we all know, there are three million of them at the local Wal-Mart.
I just bought them all.
Writing prompt: What's the most beloved thing in your life? What would you do if it disappeared?
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