That's not the barangay- level gambling. Emily's Post (again not the etiquette columnist) of Emily Marcelo had this lyrical advice to a letter-writer: "Closing the chapter on a great love is always sad in any language. That's the reason for the periods in sentences, winters in seasons, deaths in a life. Every good thing ends, somehow or other. As a song goes, 'All good things must end, and autumn leaves must fall. But that's what memories are for- for reliving, for playing back, for reminiscences.' "
And mediation, too when there is need to trace how the once good relationship deteriorated.
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