The Best Part of an Argument

Well, my sister and I resolved our differences last night at water aerobics. After 40 minutes or so of ackward silence, we had a dialogue that went something on the order of this:

“I’m not mad at you. Are you mad at me?”


“Well, Okay then.”

And all was good. After that we instantly began to jabber on about everything under the sun. Ahh…sisters…where would I be without Angela?

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