Cowed By a Friend

We are like twins, just alike.
How?
We think alike.
Always?
Yes.
 
We have the same ideas.
All the same ideas?
Uh-huh.
How do you know?
 
I just do.
What do you think about Johnny?
We love him.
Both of you?
Uh-huh.
 
Do you like pie?
No.
Neither of you?
Right.
 
What if you disagree?
We never do.  It is how we stay friends.
Her friend stays suspiciously silent, not wanting to make her angry.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Faulkner Avatar
November 1, 2018 at 10:03 AM
My mother raised us by the "If you have nothing nice to say, say nothing'" mantra, so our house was often 'suspiciously silent'-
Krutsinger Avatar
November 1, 2018 at 10:24 AM
Hahahaha At least you took your mother's advice, so that is a start.
Mcferran Avatar
November 1, 2018 at 4:20 AM
Wow, I'd forgotten this starts early... I know plenty of grown people who do this, though.
Krutsinger Avatar
November 1, 2018 at 6:57 AM
It is weird when you encounter it, as sometimes the cowed ones follow the aggressive ones around for years, not daring to speak or have an opinion or their own life.
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