"Will you miss me?" Abi asked Georgie who was slinging his small bag on his shoulders. Marissa had packed a few goodies in his bag as a reminder of his loving triplet friends.
"Don't worry, Abi," he lifted himself on his toes to have a better look outside the window, "I'll come to you once I'm grown up," he promised her.
Abi nodded with a sad face. Georgie's dad was here, and she hated him for taking her best friend away.
She quickly went to her mini closet and took out a stuffed toy that was her most favorite one, "Keep it till you meet me, Georgie."
Georgie held the toy and observed it for a minute, "Are you sure, Abi? This is your beloved one," Abi shook her head.
"Just don't forget to come back to me, Georgie," she pleaded innocently.
"I won't," Georgie said shaking her hand.
Marissa stepped inside the room where Abi was still telling Georgie about something, and she could sense how upset Abi was.
