I was with Lucinda in my room. Both of us laughed at something she had just said. Between the two of us, Lucinda was the chatty one. She always had something to say to cheer me up, no matter how low I was feeling. The day was sunny and bright and Lucinda was trying to convince me to take another hike with her in the woods. We had gone on a hike the previous day, Lucinda promising clear skies and sunny weather. I should have known better than to believe her though. Lucinda was no weather forecaster, but then when had I ever been able to refuse my friend anything? We can come back muddied and soaked to the skin that day, but we had fun nonetheless.
"You look like a drowned rat, Eleanor." she was saying.
"You look worse." I had said, trying to put on my most serious face, to convince her t
