The story about Little Fox moved me. On and on the doll was recollecting their games.
I thought I could make her a little present to make her feel better.
Is this for me?, she sked when I gave her a little scarf with a little fox. How lovely! He had exactly the same nose. It had white cheeks as this one. Now Little Fox will be with me. Thank you. She was pleased.
In the meantime I worried that I could not help Helen find Hania. Where is she..?
Well, one day I received an email from a lady. After exchanging a few electronic letters, she and I quickly came to conclusion that we both found what we were looking for. I found Hania, and the lady found the doll her little daughter named Hania could not forget.
Just imagine. On that very day when Helen was in the park and overheard Hania talking to her Mom, Hania noticed a fox. It was Little Fox who lurked near the bench where they both sat. As you remeber he had something in his little snout. "A doll!" - whispered Hania. - "Oh, gosh! I would like to get to know her. I'm sure we would like each other..." The little girl did not forget about the doll she saw for a moment in the park. Every day she talked a lot about her and her Mom promised to find her...
"You will have a wonderful home and a lovely friend." - I said to Helen when I finished telling her what happened and how Hania's Mom found us. I had to repeat it several times because Helen could not believe that she would meet Hania soon.
In the evening we watered our pot plants standing on the window sill. Helen looked through the window. The setting sun was turning her face gold. On her neck she had her foxy scarf
I gave her the other day . She was a little wanderer. So precious.
Thank you for visiting us! Have a relaxing weekend."