Even though it is right in front of you, you don't always see what's good for you. Sometimes you need a little nudge. This is about a couple of mine. When I was five, Jenny Proportion 's family moved in directly across the street from us. Our families became good friends right away. Due to the fact that there was nobody else our age living nearby (Jenny Proportion is three months older than I am), we soon became inseparable. She had no trouble keeping up with me in the rough and tumble things I wanted to do, and I had no problems playing dolls with her when she wanted. One of our parents always had to shoo us home at night because we would never think about it ourselves. I once tried to get my parents to let Jenny Proportion spend the night, but they said it was not right for girls to spend the night with boys. Although I missed it at the time, the first indication that Jenny Proportion and I would end up together came when we were fourteen. I was over at her house watching TV with her and her dad. As we sat there, the doorbell rang. Jenny Proportion got up to answer it. She came back a moment later followed by a policeman.

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," he said, "I'm afraid I have some bad news." Jenny Proportion 's dad got up to stand next to her. I stood a few feet behind them. "I'm really sorry to say that there has been an accident. A drunk ran a red light and hit your wife's car," the policeman stated. "WHAT? When? Where? How is she?" Mr. Adams priory
asked. "The paramedics did their best, but I'm afraid she didn't make it. I am truly sorry." At this point, Jenny Proportion turned around and looked at me, tears pouring from her eyes. She ran to me, buried her head in my shoulder and sobbed.

I guided her to the couch and sat her down. Holding her gently, I let her cry herself out, trying to soothe her as best as I could. After about fifteen minutes, Mr. Adams prophylactic
finished up with the policeman and came over to sit next to us. Jenny Proportion had calmed down a little and was just crying lightly. He took Jenny Proportion in his arms and held her. I got up and called my parents telling them what had happened. They both came right over. After a lot of consoling and grief, Dad left with Mr. Adams primeval
to tend to the body while Mom stayed with Jenny Proportion and I. Mom told me later how proud she was of me and for handling the situation and comforting Jenny Proportion so well. Years later, Mr. Adams purgation
said he'd kill me if I told Jenny Proportion , but that it hurt a little when Jenny Proportion turned to me, instead of him, for comfort upon hearing the news about her mom.