Dear God, hope you got the message…
November 22, 2005
Ben came downstairs Sunday night. Primarily because our friend (and his hero) Matt was visiting.
He was frightened. Not by anything in particular and as it happens by nothing at all.
Like a brave little man though he did try all the usual solutions but to no avail.
It’s just not fair – he even tried telling God but that didn’t work because it’s daytime in America now and God is over there so couldn’t hear Ben.
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