Tuesday when we went to the rest home, Roop’s sister whom I call “The Little One” was not in her usual place on the floor. When I asked one of the girls we play with where she was, she said she was gone, and Roop was gone, too. I asked, “When are they coming back?”  “They no come back,” she announced. My heart dropped, and I just felt empty inside thinking I would never see them again. When the manager came by, I asked him. He said their brother had come to take them home, but they should be back in about a week. That made me feel much better. We still played for a couple hours with our other friends there. They really look forward to our visits.

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