I know a little town just like your town. It has a little main street like a lot of main streets, and a little store just like a lot of little stores. This is a story about one very special little store.
The owner was a kind and gentle man named Old Pop Starr. He was a good man, and everyone in the little town knew and loved him. Old Pop's store had a lot of things on a lot of shelves for people to buy. This is a story about one very special thing.
In the back of his store, Old Pop put a special little room just for toys. Boys and girls loved going into the little toy room. They stared in wonder at all the colorful toys on the shelves that reached all the way up to forever --well, almost, but not exactly.
The children spent many hours wishing for toys they saw in Old Pop Starr’s little toy room. Even Santa Claus had heard about the little toy room in the little store on the little street in the little town.
Now, I told you that, so I could tell you this ...
Way up on the top shelf in the little toy room was a little umbrella. It had been there for such a long time, maybe forever ... well, almost, but not exactly, but for such a long time that it was covered by a thick layer of dust. It was a sad and very lonely little umbrella.
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