You ride your bike across town to your best friend’s house and ring the doorbell.  It’s really far.  He answers and says, “Well, come in.  Mom just made cookies.  You look like you need one.”

You nod and shut the door, catching your breath a little more.  “Cookies… whew… sound good.”

You pour glasses of milk from the fridge and eat a few cookies and feel much better.

“Well, what do you want to do today?  We can play video games (30), we can play in the fort (31)…” and then he gets a gleam in his eyes, “or, we could read my annoying sister’s diary.” (32)

The day is your oyster.  What do you do?