The pain is still fresh

Bouncy ball

We got to spend lots of quality time with our friends on a week-long youth group trip. On the way back, our “family van” stopped for lunch at a pizza place, which had a full arcade and lots of candy and prize dispensers. Matthew used one of his quarters to buy a bouncy ball. After lunch, as he was playing with it, our little friend Sophia burst into tears. (The conversation about her missing bouncy ball really happened with me and her mom, but you know, this is a slightly fictionalized comic.)