"Strong"

Pain filled Woody's chest as he approached Bo. This was the last time he'd ever see her. Tomorrow she was going to be sold at a yard sale and he couldn't do anything about it.

Her eyes were wet but she was smiling. How can she be so strong? Woody wondered, drawing her close. Her slender body felt so fragile, so breakable. His throat ached with an urge to sob but he needed to be strong too. Expressing his pain would only make this worse for her.

"Keep taking good care of Andy," Bo whispered, kissing him for the last time.