The Price of Friendship

It was only after she had made a snide comment to someone she’d never met that she finally understood the price of friendships.
Each alli battled with the other.
Some trying to moderate.
Some trying to get a laugh in to lighten the mood, all became enemies in this stupid word war.
It was only when the woman who started it saw her dearest friend pulled into the fray for no other reason than that they were friends, that she understood the price of Friendship.
Friendship is worth any price, any loss, any insult, any enemy, it’s worth everything.

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