My best friend as a little girl was named Jeni. We went to the same church, and, when we were old enough, the same school. Then her family moved and we no longer went to the same school, but coincidentally a year later my family moved to a house only two houses down from her family. We were now neighbors and classmates once again. Then her family moved across the United States to Pennsylvania and we were pen pals and I traveled to visit her. Later her family moved to California and I continued to write and went to visit. Then her family moved back to our town and we lost touch.