October 29, 2009

Abby and Seth

Every week at small group Abby Koch watches out the window for Mr. Morgan. Without fail she runs to meet us at the door, nearly knocking down Mr. Morgan who's carrying Hamilton. She pushes past the baby to jump into his arms squealing with delight. She's usually excited to see me too, but nothing compares to her "Seth."

As I was leaving small group last night, I said, "G'bye, Abby. It was good to see you."

"Where's Seth?" Abby said.

I smiled. "Good-bye again, Abby," I said.

"Where's Seth?

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