The next day, when the doll had not yet been found, Kafka gave the girl a letter "written" by the doll that said: "Please don't cry.
I had a trip to see the world, I'll write to you about my adventures."
Thus began a #story that continues until the end of Kafka's life.
In their encounters, Kafka read her her carefully written letters from her doll with adventures and conversations that the girl found adorable.
Finally, Kafka brought him the doll (he bought one) that had returned to Berlin.
"It doesn't look like my doll at all," the girl said.
Kafka handed her another letter in which the doll wrote: "My travels changed me." The girl kissed the new doll and brought her home happily.
A year later, Kafka died.
Several years later, the girl, now an adult, found a letter on the wrist. In the small letter signed by Kafka he said:
"Everything you #love will probably be lost, but in the end love will come back in a different way."
Book: Kafka and the Traveling Doll.
