9 Chickweed Lane by Brooke McEldowney for May 18, 2007

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"Do you think what I do is a job?" Edda asked her boyfriend, at the end of the day. Her boyfriend weighed his possible answers. He sorted and picked through words such as "inspiration," "artistry," "beauty," "expression." Then he looked at Edda. She was drooling on his sleeve, asleep. He covered her with a blanket. "Yes," he said, "I think it is a job."