If I could invite any one one person to dinner, it would have to be my brother who was murdered when I was 15 yrs. old. The last time we ever spoke, it was on the telephone. We said some really mean things to one another, and I slammed the phone in his ear without saying goodbye. Not a day goes by that I don't think about that, and if I could have the chance to take my words back, I would in a heartbeat.
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