9 Chickweed Lane by Brooke McEldowney for March 01, 2011
February 28, 2011
March 02, 2011
Transcript:
Edda says, "When the evening began, I saw myself with a rose clenched in my teeth and the bando-neon pulsing in my soul. …But now…" Amos says, "Ah guess ah'll just go hitch up the buggy, maw."