At sometime during a conversation with my boyfriend, I mentioned how I still remembered my mom throwing out a big fuzzy doll when I was little, and how it had broken my little, 6-year-old heart.
A month or so later, when he was just coming round for a normal dinner, he rang the doorbell. When I answered, he was holding out a huge – and I mean huge – fuzzy doll just like the one I had had as a child.
He had managed to find it on eBay. I knew right then that I loved him. So listen to each other – pick up the clues and act on them!
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