Female Inflation

Sandra examined the limp bear skin her sister had held up to her. They were in a Build-A-Bear Workshop, making a bear as a birthday present to Sandra’s little sister Kacie. They had spent the last few minutes choosing a bear, and Kacie had already changed her mind several times.

“So you’re sure this is the one you want, Kacie?”

“Yes, yes, yes!” the little girl cried, jumping up and down.

Wind rustled through the grass of the meadow, which shimmered in the bright sunlight of early afternoon. June was a lovely time of year in this part of the country. Joshua took a long breath of the fresh summer air as he stood in the middle of the meadow. From where he stood, he could see all the little trails and footpaths that wound through the meadow, joining other trails, some going past the little pond of bulrushes at the far corner of the field, all eventually leading back into the forest of oaks and bays and Douglas firs that made up most of the park.

What's behind door number 12? Everything he ever wanted.