"I'm glad you moved here, Babci."
It was spoken softly by the little dark-haired girl descending my staircase. I was in back of her and almost missed the spontaneous words. Sophie's sincerity caught me by surprise.
"Sophie, I'm glad I moved up here too, to watch you and Hannah grow."
"You would have missed a lot."
"I know." Oh, dear heart, I know. Believe me, I know.
"Thank you, Babci, for having me for a birthday sleepover."
"My pleasure." My delight.