Jafta made a new friend today. The man was an employee at the airport and he was a “little person”, if you will. I think he was in his 20’s or 30’s, but he was Jafta’s height. Jafta was sure that they were the same age and the best of friends. Jafta followed him around for about an hour, talking about his new friend and wondering why he kept having to load suitcases. He kept saying, “where is my friend? why can’t he play with me?”
