Over the years Leah has collected special mementos in a blue suitcase. Her baton twirling outfit from when she was ten, an autograph from Liberace, newspaper clippings from the moon landing, and other such treasured items. When the suitcase was found in the rubble the top had bowed and curled, and it was pretty certain there was damage. It took Leah a few days before she was brave enough to open the case to determine what had survived and what was lost forever. Not surprisingly most of the paper materials were destroyed. However, there was one cherished item that survived.
When Leah was young her family did a lot of moving around. After one particular move Leah found herself living near horse stables. Many of her new friends had horses, so naturally Leah quickly decided that more than anything in the world she wanted a horse for her birthday. She did all of the appropriate priming a child does in such situations. She made it clear to her Dad that her heart had no other desire in the world than to have a horse.
As her birthday approached she didn't waver. Her heart was set on a horse.
The big day arrived, and to Leah's great surprise her father had indeed gotten her a horse of her very own. It was white. It was a stallion. It was beautiful. It was everything Leah could have wished for. Except that it wasn't breathing, she couldn't ride it, and it was ceramic!
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