9 Chickweed Lane by Brooke McEldowney for May 22, 2007

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Edda looked in the creature's face, feeling, somehow, that to gape at the horn would be indelicate. The creature sighed impatiently. "I said," the voice intoned more slowly, wth accentuated condescension, "are you just going to stand there?" Edda goggled, astonished. "Your lips did not move." The creature goggled back, revolted. "Your lips did," it said."