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Since about three o’clock, the Bug has been on the fuss bus. Nothing could make her happy. We went for a walk, we played, we read books, but no matter what I tried, she screamed. And while screaming at home is bad enough, screaming in an office is terrible. And on top of that, I could see the piles of work on my desk growing deeper.
Finally, at four, I gave in and took her home. If she’s going to be fussy, I’m going to be at home.
When we got here, the Bug just



