A likeness

He spent most of his time in a basket with his brothers at the foot of little one’s bed. I thought he looked just like the juveniles at the zoo, squat and bristly with short, white tusks.

I don’t remember where his diadem came from. A gift? A fancy package? From her? To her? I don’t remember much now.

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