9 Chickweed Lane by Brooke McEldowney for November 02, 2015

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Woman: Odd. one moment edda was furious with me for kissing you, the next she just walked away. Amos: that's because she knows I am hers, without cavil, without doubt, her beloved, besotted, eternal love thrall. Woman: She won't mind that then? Amos: Oh my account? no...however, perhaps now would be a good time for you to give some thought to your last will and testament.