The house was very quiet after Billy’s departure. Even Teddy, who had been disconcerted by Billy’s noise and rambunctiousness, found the silence perturbing “When will Billy be coming home?” he asked in a plaintive voice.
I was in shock for days after Billy’s disappearance and kept expecting him to march in the door and declare “Hi, I’m home. THAT was a big adventure!”
We had been so focused on losing Billy that we didn’t give sufficient attention to the newest member of the family, Bobby. When he asked tentatively, “Do I have to go away on an adventure too?” we were abruptly reminded of our other responsibilities.
Grot boy reassured him, “ We want you to be happy with us and we’d really love it if you’d stay. We chose you especially from all the other bears in Apollo Bay because we think you’re very special.” We knew Bobby was comforted by this because he responded “I think a little bit of chocolate would be nice.”
After some weeks of mourning, grot boy said, “We’ll never be able to replace Billy but I think there’s room for another bear in our family. Why don’t we go on an excursion to find another bear who might like to join us?”
At first, the suggestion seemed sacrilegious. But after a few days I succumbed and asked, “So where can we go hunting for a teddy bear in Sydney?”
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