The
other day, Avril and I got into some petty argument. (I say it was
petty. She would have said it was Armageddon.) As is our nature,
neither of us would admit the possibility that we might be in error.
To her
credit, Avril finally said, "Look. I'll tell you what. I'll
admit I'm wrong if you admit I was right."
"Fine."
I said.
She
took a deep breath, looked me in the eye and said, "I'm wrong."
I grinned
and replied, "You're right." |
