“Well, that was sweet,” Dania said, as the initial credits began to appear on screen. “It ended sort of abruptly, but whatever.”

“I forgot how good it was!” Eleanor said. “I mean, I remembered that it was good, but it all comes back now…”

Eleanor curled up in a ball on the couch. Memories of being in elementary school and watching The Tigger Movie returned to her, and she – perhaps unfoundedly, but feelings are feelings – felt safe.

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