9 Chickweed Lane by Brooke McEldowney for January 20, 2011
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Edda says, "The nerve!... Asking me if I can keep a secret! Of course I can!" Edda says, "I mean, if I'm asked not to repeat something, it is sacrosanct! I remain silent!" Edda says, "…My mouth doesn't begin to burn as if it were stoked with shovelfuls of charcoal briquets from hell..." Edda says, "...Until, writhing in agony, I cannot keep a secret, because secrets are evil, rotting, maggot-ridden putrescences of the soul, such that..."