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I hope you enjoy the story!
“You like elephants,” Andrew said. “Remember, that clown who made you the balloon elephant?” He picked up the pachyderm. “This one’s about the same size, honey.”
She called upstairs to their son. “James! Time to go to come home.”
“You could play with the elephant,” Andrew said. “Or James could, while we talked.”
Their son careened down the stairs and took Sandra’s hand. They went outside, slamming the door behind them.
Andrew petted the elephant. It trumpeted quietly.