I stopped at my best friends house tonight to give her and her 3 girls their christmas presents. She used to live across the street from us and we were inseperable. Then they moved to a different house and her husband is now in Iraq. I got home and realized that she did not have a christmas present for me. I guess I am not her best friend, and I find myself crying and feeling devastated. Guess I can save myself some money next year on presents. So much for being best friends.
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