When her gaze settled on the stuffed monkey, tears overcame her. She remembered the day that Jack had bought it for her little girl. They had spent the entire day at the zoo, Anna giggling at all of the animals. While they were at lunch, Jack disappeared suddenly, only to return fifteen minutes later with a stuffed monkey under his arm. He presented it to Anna and she clutched it tightly, the smile on her face blinding.
But now they were both gone – cruelly stolen from her. She laid down and clutched the stuffed animal to her chest, and cried.
