Salt Instead of Sugar

Bella is my friend. We are friends for a long time. We studied together at school. She has a brother. His name is Brandon. They are twins. When they were children they quarreled always and they couldn't share almost everything: toys, ware, and food. It was very difficult to stand around with them both in one room. But thanks God they have good relations today. They have their own families and see each other very often. But I always remind one story when we were sixteen years old.

At school Bella fell in love with one guy. His name was Mark. And once he made a date with her. Bella was on top of the world and waited that day impatiently. When Mark came to Bella he was met by Brandon. And he told to Mark a lot of disgusting things about Bella. He made it in Bella's despite. And her date was failed. And she decided to revenge him. On the next day I came that to visit Bella. That day their parents went to the anniversary of their friends and Bella and Brandon were left alone. She offered me a cup of tea. When I wanted to take sugar from a sugar and creamer set she stopped me and advised drink tea without sugar and cream. It was very strange, but I did everything she said. Then Brandon joined us and made a cup of coffee for himself. Bella watched at Brandon very attentively. Then he took a sugar and creamer set and put sugar and cream to his cup. He liked to drink sweet coffee. Bella looked satisfied. Then Brandon made a sip of his coffee. And I understood what the reason of Bella's happiness was. She poured salt instead of sugar and changed cream into turned milk. Brandon wasn't stupid and he knew that it was Bella who did it. It is very difficult to describe what the next was. They began shout on each other, blame each other and Brandon poured that coffee on Bella and Bella threw her cup into him, but thanks God she made a bad shot. I couldn't stay there any more and at same time I couldn't leave them alone, otherwise they could break up all ware in the house or just one of them could kill another. But I had no choice and rapidly run away from this house. But remorse preyed upon my mind and in thirty minutes I returned and saw a very interesting scene. They sat at the table and quietly drank tea. I have never understood them, probably because I'm the only child in the family.