“Would you like me to tell you a story?” She asked.
“Yes please.”
“Oh well, why don’t we try and look for it. I’ll help you.” Glinda said sweetly. “My name is Glinda, what’s yours?”
“I’ve tried looking for him - I can’t find him. I think he’s ran away.” Roland sighed, “I’m Roland.”
“Who’s Buckybear?” Glinda asked, crouching down to the boy’s level.
“My teddy - the one the Queen gave me.”