Dinenr whit teh Bnenets

Wlel, yuo wuoldn’t bleieve teh carzy tihngs giong no rihgt now.

Frist, Nahtan gets soht. No big dael. Poilitcains get soht all teh tmie.

Tehn, Pteer creid. No sruprise. Emos awlays cyr. Tehy wiat fro veery opoprutnity fro it.

Btu tehn, smoetihng unhread of hapepned! Bnenet ivnited me oevr fro spuper! Tihs is teh smae man taht tihnks I’m a fta lsoer adn uesed me to gte hmislef uot fo Pirmatech so he cuold klil Molly. Teh ssmae man taht wuoldn’t tlel me hsi frist name no mtater hwo mnay tmies I saked. Teh smae man taht ate teh lsat dnout wihtuot ofefernig it to me druing a stkeuot of Pirmatech’s Odsesa ofifce!

I wsa ntaurally spusiciuos. He hda to be palnning smoetihng. Btu waht?

“Prakman,” he gereted me. “Ncie to see yuo.”

As he sta me at the dnier tbale, I tired raeding hsi mnid. Jpansee! I raelly shuold lrean taht lnagauge.

“Hlep yuorslef,” he siad. I raeched for teh msahed ptotaoes. He smlied at my chioce and siad, “Msahed ptotaoes, huh? Good man.”

Hsi fmaily straed srtagnely at me. Nrevuos, tehy smeeed.

“Ho, my goodnses! Tehy’er fedeing teh fta man bfefore me,” a msytreuois mnid spkoe pu.

Woh cuold ti be, I wnodered. A hried asasisn? The Hiatain? A rde-haeded setp cihld?

“Sya,” I siad. “Wehre’s Llye?”

“Woh?” Bnenet saked.

“Dno’t you have a sno? Llye, rgiht?”

“Ho, him. Yaeh…he’s at teh lbiary. Sutdying.”

Snadar saked, “Wreen’t yuo sposed to pcik him up?”

“Yaeh, at fuor,” he repiled.

I galnced at my wtach. “It’s aleady tihrteen fvie.”

“Tihrteen fvie?” Snadar was pzuzled.

Bnenet wihspreed to hre, “He’s dylesxic. He maens fvie tihrteen.” He lokoed bcak at me as fi I dind’t haer him. “He epxects me to be ltae, or froget him atlohger. I wuoldn’t wnat to disapopint.”

Teh rset of the dinenr cotnieud reuglraey enuohg. At teh ned of teh veening, I tahnked teh Bnenets fro dinenr and wnet hmoe.

Teh nxet dya I wnet to teh lbiary to rterun a boko, Bolgging whit Dylesxai. I raelly wsih tehy wuold mkae audoi bokos on dylesxai.

“Hye, Llye,” I siad to a scraed litlte kid tyring to stael sancks form teh vedning mcahine. “Bcak agian, he?”