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Sunday, September 17, 1989

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Calvin starts to eat his dinner. He holds the food in his mouth. He takes a drink. His cheeks puff out. His eyes get wide. He looks back and forth. He ducks under the table. He looks relieved, and his mouth is empty. Mom tells Dad she wants him to look at that discolored spot on the rug. She says it seems to be getting bigger all the time. Calvin asks if he can leave the table right now.

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Dear, sometime, I want you to look at that discolored spot on the rug. It seems to be getting bigger all the time. May I leave the table? Like right now?

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