Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants

Dear Lena,
So the movie is going along, but it isn’t how I
expected. Bailey has become my self-appointed assistant.
I let her do the interview with Duncan, Assistant
General Manager of the World. It didn’t come out
funny, like I’d planned. But it was kind of cool anyway.
The people I find most laughably insane, she seems to
find most interesting.
So how’s the boxing Bapi? How’s ineffable Eff?
Don’t torture yourself, Len. We love you too much.
Tibby
That afternoon was their match against the Gray
Whales. Meanwhile, Los Cocos, Eric’s team, won their
first match too. They were playing against team six, the
Boneheads, tomorrow. Then the grand all-Coyote championship
match was planned for the day after. Bridget
took it for granted that the Tacos would be playing in
the finals.
They waited for six o’clock, for the sun to sink and
the air to cool to start the game. The whole camp was
watching this time. The light was pink and pretty, slanting
across the field. Bridget watched Eric sitting on the
ground with a couple of other people on a checked blan­
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