“The glazing’s so bad, it looks like tears streaming down.”
Before his co-worker could respond, young Lindsay pushed between the two men.
“Look Mommy, it’s still here. It’s still sad. Can we take it home?”
Lindsay’s father snarled. “Just buy the goddamn thing already.”
The girl’s mother whispered: “Lindsay is quite special. Her father doesn’t understand.”
The men tied a gift card with ribbon around the giraffe’s neck: “A friend needs your special care.” Lindsay beamed..
She introduced “Happy” to classmates.
“Look, it’s smiling,” Lindsay’s teacher said.