WoodyxBo - Their final nightShe stood absolutely still. A perfect porcelain statue. Her golden curls resting on her slender neck, and her pale pink bonnet perched on top of her beautiful hair. She clutched her Shepherd's Crook in her smooth hands, her cheek elegantly resting against the hook in a demure fashionMore Like This
One couldn't tell by looking at her, but Bo was listening intently to the conversation going on not a foot away from where her lamp sat on Molly's bedside table. It was 9:42 and Mom was tucking Molly into bed.
"Honey, can you think of anything else that you want to sell at the yard sale tomorrow?" Mom asked. "What about Mrs. Potato Head?"
"No!" Molly said quickly. "I want to keep her. Besides, Andy keeps her in his toy box."
"Okay," Mom conceded. She glanced around. "What about your Bo Peep lamp?" She suggested. "You just got a new one from your aunt."
Molly looked regretfully at the lamp sitting on her bedside table. "Alright." She said softly.
"Okay." Mom said. She kissed Molly's forehead. "I'll come for