9 Chickweed Lane by Brooke McEldowney for June 02, 2007

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Later that day, Edda stood in Damrosch Park with her boyfriend. "I must have fallen asleep," she said uncertainly. "Yes," he said, "That would make sense." "I was tired," she pointed out. "Yes, that would definitely make sense." Impulsively, she put her arms around him, and he responded in kind. "Do you think I'm okay?" she asked. He held her close and said, with a true sense of how lovely she felt when he held her close, "You're just fine." She looked into his face and, smiling, kissed him. "Not with the lips again," she heard a familiar voice say.