Family Retreat: Mikey

Mikey was not happy. Someone had stolen his nametag. It meant he couldn't trade with anyone, and he'd probably have to take whatever was leftover. It was worse than being picked last for teams at recess. He finally spotted the older boy who had taken it, and grabbed him. "You took my nametag." The older boy smiled at him. He still had a nametag on his fingertip. "Sorry," he said. "Here it is back." He said, moving his hand toward Mikey's chest...