My second big adventure happened while Patricia--remember her from my first adventure?--was at school. By then Candice, who is now The Writer, had found my in her sister's toy chest. We became instant best friends and I went everywhere with Candice. Back in those days, Candice's mother didn't drive so we took a Trailways bus to town. Candice and I loved riding the bus! We'd sit next to the window and she'd hold me up so I could see out.
In town, we'd go to the bank and Peebles Department store and Woolworth's. Then we'd catch the bus back home. One day Candice did the unthinkable. She left me on the bus! I sat alone and forgotten as the bus drove back to the depot in Washington, D.C., 25 miles from my house!
What did you do?
I was afraid I'd be stuck in the Lost and Found box. But the driver knew me. He propped me on the dashboard and the next day on his route, he stopped at our driveway, even though Candice and her mother weren't waiting to catch the bus. He got off and put me in the mailbox! And that's where Candice found me! We had a happy reunion with pie dough roll-ups! What did you think of this story, Winchester?