9 Chickweed Lane by Brooke McEldowney for November 17, 2016

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Edda: What's wrong? Amos: nothing. Edda: What's wrong?! Amos: Nothing. Edda: you're sulking. Amos: I am not. Edda: And pouting. Amos: All I'm saying is that you might have checked with me before you gave my cello the window seat. And I'm not pouting.