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Becky was a very well-behaved crocodile.
She knew exactly when to flash her charming felt-teeth smile and when to hide in the crook of Hollie Grace’s arm, pretending to be an ordinary toy crocodile (which she was, of course, not).
Today, she showed her best manners. She was even wearing a pink satin bow, matching the one adorning Hollie Grace’s dress. Today was a special day: Hollie Grace’s parents were getting married.
Even for a toy crocodile, this was a grand occasion. As the loving couple spoke their vows, Becky snuggled up to Hollie Grace, shedding a tear – or two.
