“I’m so sorry. I don’t know why I did that. I didn’t imagine it would turn out this way. I was afraid that it would, but I couldn’t stop myself.” My sister was trying to hold back her sobs. I knew that if I didn’t stop her, should work herself up into a frenzy and that I would be there for hours trying to get the rest of the story out of her. All I know was that when I opened the door she burst in and said, “We broke up.” and then she started the hiccupping explanation. I waited for her to take a breath and then I mentioned the magic of making up. She smiled hopefully and thanked me. I had only heard of it and that it had worked for a few friends, but anything that calmed her down could probably work out. Calm was always the best way to start

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