I am on my way to church with Reed driving me. I hope I see Andrew again today.
“Text me when it’s over, and I will pick you up,” Reed informs.
“Sure, bye,” I say with a smile and head inside. I see Andrew sitting in his usual place at the last bench. I smile.
I take my place beside him and say a small word of prayer before smiling at him. He smiles back. Soon the service comes to an end, and I send Reed a text informing him to pick me. I turn to Andrew to talk to him and find him already looking at me.
“Umm, I just... um you know want to say thank you for what you did back there.” he thanks me with a shy smile. I raise my eyebrow, clueless on why he is thanking me. Suddenly, everything becomes clear... The backpack. I wonder why it looked familiar. It is the same backpack I got Andrew
