Bearry Instant

"Bearry!" Remo cheered, grabbing his friend and giving him a massive squeeze.

Inside the fort? No. Behind the couch? Just a lost Lego. The Bathroom: On the sink? Nope. Bearry

Remo’s hand met empty air. He sat up. He looked left. He looked right. He looked under the cozy blue blanket. Bearry was not there. "Bearry?" Remo asked, his voice shaking just a little. "Bearry

He closed his eyes and tried to remember the last time he felt Bearry’s soft fur. He remembered the snack. He remembered the tag. And then, he remembered the second snack. "The laundry basket!" Remo whispered. "Bearry!" Remo cheered