Tina’s mom was working through some issues…
“Hey sweetie, I just finished a new stuffed decoration for you!
It’s a tiny ballerina, clutching a floating heart… as if she’d been abandoned by someone she trusted and left to fend for herself.
If you pay attention, you can see the quiet desperation of her lifeless eyes slowly fade away as she loses her grip and comes to terms with her fate.
Frankly, the sweet embrace of death would be a blessing for her.
Now, let’s go hang her up so the countdown to her demise can begin!!”