I've known Lenny since the eighth grade. We've shared the same 4 friends through high school. Picked llama wool together. Traveled to France together. Done global warming presentations together. Yet she's always been a little different. For one thing, teachers always liked her better. (Then again, they liked Squeaky, too. And Punty. Emily. Everyone else.)
In fact, here is a list of things that Lenny has experienced that I have not:
Graduate near the top of the class. Lung collapse. Emergency plane landing. Hit by a boulder whilst driving. Commute a mouse to work.
As if I didn't have enough urban nightmares, that last one is all I can think about now. Lenny went to work this week, opened up her messenger bag, and discovered a half eaten lunch. Along with a mouse. A mouse that had gotten into her bag at the apartment and hitched a ride to work. Most traumatic container opening ever.
PS. List of things that I have experienced that Lenny has not: Ace Advanced Food & Nutrition with Mrs. Irwin.
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