Susan always has a Word from the Lord and speaks blessings over me. When I agree with her, which I always do unless Luke wants to treat me with ice cream, she raises her hands and praises God.
Quite a few times Luke comes riding into the park, whistling a tune. If he has his pockets full of candy he offers me some. He has a heart of gold and will give me the shirt off his back if I needed it.
The more friends I have, the less enemies I have.