Come Back to the Fold

Come back to the fold, precious one. Perhaps we acted a little hasty before but we're hoping for a little exchange of forgive and forget. We miss your charming company, your enthusiasm and youthful vigor. We feel it's time to bury the hatchet somewhere far out back where it won't be dug up again soon. We just want you to be comfortable here again, as before. Look, we've saved all your precious things, your knickknacks, your paddywhacks, your dog's bone. We kept your room just as you left it, just as you'll remember it, the good memories as well as the bad. We've even taken the surveillance equipment out of your bathroom.