Our House e-newsletter September & October 2012 | Page 15

two little boys as she unpacked their belongings from
the van where they had been living. The four-year-old
ran up and down the path laughing while his older
brother chased him.
Last Friday evening, two parents and their two little
girls got out of their car. I knew them from church. They
were here to serve dinner to our residents. The youngest,
Dakota, is three. She loves to talk. “Ms. Georgia, we‟re
going to eat here at Our House Shelter but we‟re not
allowed to spend the night. Some people get to spend the
night but we don‟t.”
I could tell there had been a conversation about this on
the way to Our House. I asked her mom.
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