Abraham *
Abe informal *

I want the boy found and brought to me, Abe.

It seemed like a good moment for the first Abe.

Abe had expected the man to be working almost every night.

"I think this whole thing started because she just wanted to be in our group," Abe said.

"We have company," Abe heard his wife say from behind him.

Abe and her family had moved to Japan when she was five.

Abe looked again at every face, trying to read what was written there.

Abe was never the same after he put his sweet wife in the ground.

Even if Abe really did kill someone, it would have been when he was a very young man.

Abe nodded but said nothing, lost in thought for the moment.

Abe was the first person in his family to graduate college.

Had Abe lived, he would have made sure you knew how to contact some of its members.

Abe goes on a quest for the power he needed to free his people.

"What did old Abe say to you that made everybody laugh?"

They said Abe had stolen a baby, and killed her.

Abe begged me to bring it up with you once more.

"Abe ought to be back on the stand in half an hour."

"We'll try to keep the public from learning that fact," Abe said.

"I was going to ask you the same question," said Abe.

Then Abe may have some friend he wants to take."

Abe said nothing but sat as the lieutenant left the office by the front door.

Abe would walk around the set like a man in shock.

Even after all these years, thinking of Abe made her feel safer.

Abe himself never really talked about why he became a cop.

So there Abe was, young and handsome, ready to take on a whole new world.