
We had our good friends, the Powell's, over last week. Francie is Mary Margo's best friend. They love playing with each other in the pool and in the house. Well the next morning as we were getting ready to leave. Mary Margo started saying Francie's name and looking around the house for her. She walked herself to the kitchen, pushed this box up to the window and looked out and started calling for Francie. She couldn't understand where Francie had gone. It was one of the sweetest moments. Mary Margo was looking for her friend. "Wher'd she go?"
