Once there was a lady who worked at the spring store. She liked her job, although it was usually quiet. Sometimes exciting things happened. Like this one time a little boy brought in a spring that was so worn out from jumping that it slept for three whole weeks. The pillow was less than thrilled with that. It was so unhappy that she wasn't surprised when he put in a transfer, she put a word in to get the pillow a good home. When the news came a dollhouse had an opening she was so happy for the pillow, but she knew she would miss it dreadfully. Still, she thought, I have a job I love and many friends still here. This is a good life.