Chapter 15

Morgan Smith

When we got there, the children had a mix of surprise and excitement when they saw all that was brought for them. The giggling that filled the air, jumping around with some church members as they explained how their day went, playing with some of the toys brought to them was a nice and peaceful sight.

It seems like they come here often as the children are really fond of them.

A little girl, seven or eight, golden brown hair tied in pigtails, wearing a blue and white ankle-length gown, holding a lollipop came up to me with a huge grin on her face. I returned the smile and bent to her level.

“What’s your name honey?” I asked and she looked at her lollipop before answering me.

“My name is Angela, what’s your name?” she asked me the same question and I chuckled.

“Hi Angela, my name is Morgan,” I introduced “How are you?” I asked her.

“I am doing fine, how are you too?” she asked back.