One afternoon a woman came home to find two little girls on the steps of her building. Both were crying hard, shedding big tears.

Thinking they might be hurt, she dropped her briefcase and quickly went over to them. “Are you all right?” the woman asked.

Still sobbing, one girl held up her doll. “My baby’s arm came off,” she said.

The woman took the doll and its disjointed arm. After a little effort and luck, the doll was again whole.

“Thank you,” came a whisper.

Next looking into the tearful eyes of her friend, the woman asked, “and what’s the matter with you, young lady?”

The other girl wiped her cheeks. “Nothing, I was just helping her cry,” she answered.