"Where's my Weebles?" Little B lifted toys in his rooms in quest of the missing toys to no avail. "I'm missing two Weebles!"
"Would those two missing Weebles be the ones that you decided to take to the mall with you?" Simone inquired.
Little B lifted a glance full of fear at his mother. "I didn't leave them at the mall," he said, his voice a little shaky. "I didn't!"
"Okay," said Simone. "Well, that was yesterday. Maybe someone found them for you and left them at the information booth."
Little B shook his head and sighed.
"Hey," shouted up little B's dad. "Guess who's home from work?"
"Daddy!" Little B cried, his dark mood lifting instantly. He raced down the stairs to greet his father.
"And guess what I found, buckled in the back seat of my car next to your car seat?" Daddy said, reaching deep into his pockets.
"My Weebles!' Little B's grin touched the sky.
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