silently planning my defense. This spat could escalate to war. Of course I wouldn’t win, but I could make the cost of engagement very pricey. But I also had been reading some early chapters of the book you hold in your hands. In a grace-filled moment, it occurred to me: Actually, she is right. What if I just admit it and apologize? So I let my guard down. I dropped my verbal fists to my side and stuck out my metaphorical chin for her to smack if she wished. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t fair. I wish I hadn’t
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