Last Tuesday, I was in a rush to collect things for our trip over to Dan’s. There were a few things that I wanted to collect before we went over, and I had allocated all of my lunch time to assembling them.
I had to stop at home to pick up something or other, and I ran into Abby and Nana. I didn’t intend to stay long, since I had quite a few things to accomplish and little time, but I took a moment to talk to Abby and explain what I was doing, and why I needed to be back on my way so soon without stopping for lunch.
“I am missing a few things for when we go visit Aidan tonight,” I explained to her.
“I am missing you,” Abby replied without pausing.
