Ronald & Tony

The wish that wasn’t a toy

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Liisa leads group to small fresh mound beside pedestrian bench, shovel planted safely away. Aino and Eero remain on path, team kneels on safe edge. : Liisa: This is the snow from that bench. Eero: We’ll never see a tiny bell in all this.

Ronald raises empty gloved hand gently to request quiet; Tony perches still, others pause. : Ronald: Then let’s listen. Tony: My favourite kind of investigation.

Harly gently lifts snow with mittened hands, small brass bell half buried among white snow, red ribbon visible. Tony listens nearby. : Caption: Jingle. Tony: There! Under that little ridge!

Karen lifts SAME small brass bell with red ribbon tail, Aino face lights up, Eero relieved. : Karen: One bell. No thief. Aino: Grandma’s bell!

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Liisa leads group to small fresh mound beside pedestrian bench, shovel planted safely away. Aino and Eero remain on path, team kneels on safe edge.
Liisa: This is the snow from that bench. Eero: We’ll never see a tiny bell in all this.

Ronald raises empty gloved hand gently to request quiet; Tony perches still, others pause.
Ronald: Then let’s listen. Tony: My favourite kind of investigation.

Harly gently lifts snow with mittened hands, small brass bell half buried among white snow, red ribbon visible. Tony listens nearby.
Caption: Jingle. Tony: There! Under that little ridge!

Karen lifts SAME small brass bell with red ribbon tail, Aino face lights up, Eero relieved.
Karen: One bell. No thief. Aino: Grandma’s bell!