Teddy
Ever since Ber and Dor were born, they had been pretty much inseparable, much like their families, which lived next door to each other. Their two houses were merely fifty feet apart, separated by twenty feet of garden on each side, and a ten-foot pathway, which was where Ber and Dor had played for as long as they could remember. The pathway was dotted on each side with flowers, which the gentlemen of the family tended to every once in a few days. The ladies looked after the garden once a week, usually on Sundays. They made it a family affair too, and would do so together, swapping stories of the week, and drinking home-made lemonade. Ber and Dor were cousins; their mothers were sisters. But you wouldn’t know if you looked at them. They looked different from each other, apart from their habit of cocking their heads to the side when they thought their name was being called. Each had an exquisite collection of toys; their parents spared them no expense, as they were each the lo...