Annabelle and I poked our heads into a little church today, to look around. We lit candles at the altar for my uncle who recently passed away, and for my mom. We were sharing about our time together with my folks over dinner.
Annabelle :: And then we went into the church.
Grampa :: (joking) Anyone there we know?
Annabelle :: No. Just one girl, sittin' there prayerin'.
