A quote: “You can always tell a real friend: when you’ve made a fool of yourself he doesn’t feel you’ve done a permanent job.’ ~~ Laurence J. Peter

I’ll start with a story …

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Debi is my bestest friend. Been that way since kindergarten. Next year we go to middle school, so this would really be our last year of Trick-or-Treating.
We started planning for our costumes early. They’d have to be special. But I worried about Debi. As much as I love her, she believes just about anything. I remember 2nd grade when Randy sent her into hysterics saying she broke her mama’s back by stepping on a crack. In 3rd grade I tried so hard to tell her that those sea monkeys she saved her allowance to buy wouldn’t look like the cartoon family in the ad.

So when Debi showed me a picture of a beautiful fairy outfit she cut out of a magazine, I told her she should not buy it but let my grandma make her one like she was doing for me. But Debi had her heart set on that magazine one.

I wanted to cry when her mom dropped her at my house so we could trick-or-treat the neighborhood. Debi wasn’t happy. That magical costume looked more like a gold-painted garbage bag, all plasticky and baggy.

She started crying and I ran to hug her. “Don’t cry, Debi, please don’t.”

“They lied, Jenny. Why do they lie?”

I looked back over my shoulder to where Grandma watched us. She was smiling.

I turned Debi towards the porch. Her eyes widened as Grandma pulled a costume from behind her back.

Now that was a Magic Fairy Princess outfit! All glitter and gold and I got to help glue on the jewels.

“You’re my bestest friend” I whispered, “I’ll always be here for you.”

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Now, it’s your turn.
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