Today at the playground, there was this group of very annoying tweens. Actually, they were about 8 and 9, but they were real jerks. I'd also like to make fun of their physical appearance, but it just doesn't feel right to go quite that low.
Anyway, they wouldn't move for Carolyn to get through and this was making Carolyn very upset. After asking for them to move several times, with no results, she just stood there and stared at them. At one point, the girls started calling each other weird.
Carolyn misunderstood and thought they had called Penny weird.
"Don't call my sister weird," she yelled. She was ready to throw down with these jerky bullies. I was so proud.
And Penny... Sweet lying Penny. That girl doesn't know how to tell the truth.
She spills milk. "It spilled itself." She kicks Fife. "He walked into my foot." She hits Carolyn, three times, IN FRONT of Steve. "No I didn't."
It's so weird because I don't think Carolyn has ever lied. Ever. She just doesn't know how. And now there's Penny, the chronic liar. Like I've said... Sometimes this stuff comes down to hard wiring.
Either that or Penny has already learned, from Carolyn, that telling the truth just doesn't pay.
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