Lessons Learned :: Personal Narrative Friendship Essays

Lessons Learned Hey hun, how did ya sleep? my husband Max said as he gave me a quick peck on the cheek. Fine. What time is your con scareration? I asked The Board is meeting at noon and then I have another briefing at 2. He took a sip of his orange juice and asked, What do you have planned for today? Well... ya bash its Lucys birthday, I thought I would go claver her. Okay I gotta go, try to be home before 5. Well go out to dinner. Ohh and can you pick Emily up from school at 4, I wont be able to, he said as he tightened his tie, grabbed his briefcase and then vanished through the kitchen door, not waiting for my reply. I went upstairs to change out of my pajamas. I grabbed a faded pair of jeans and pulled my sun-streaked bull into a loose ponytail. I grabbed the gift that I had bought for Lucy and headed out the front door. In a few minutes I was heading away(predicate) from my sub-division and steering my Lincoln Navigator onto the ex pressway. I let my mind course upon thoughts of my best friend. Lucy White and I had been best friends since the day we met in kindergarten. She caught my nerve while standing in the corner crying for her mom. I wanted to cry too, but was too afraid. I thought she was pretty calm because she could breach her long stringy blonde hair down, and I had to wear mine tightly pulled back and stiffly braided. I still find her standing there in her new Jordache jeans and sucking her thumb when I went up to her and said, My mom told me that only babies suck their thumbs. She quickly pulled the drool mingy finger out of her mouth and stopped crying. From then on she was invariably following my lead. I thought of how I could always convince her to do the things that I knew were wrong but wanted to find out intimately anyways.