A 100 word #ZapfFic100 story written by Bruce 
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I sit on your bed, your pinky grey toy elephant, Harry, clasped in my hands. It's grimy and smells, but today I'm not complaining. I wish I could tease you about it. Or maybe, just for once, not. Mum wanted to wash it, but I said it upset you when it was cleaned. She nodded, turning away so I wouldn't see her tears. She's calling up the stairs, now. Time to go, she says. You seem too small for that big black car. The gentle kind-faced man takes Harry, placing him carefully onto your coffin. Mum squeezes my hand.
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