A little guy was shrieking his head off outside the Kennett Y this morning. His mom gave me an apologetic look as I walked by. "He's very, very angry with me," she said ruefully.
Why is that? I asked.
She explained that she had been feeding the child pieces of Peppermint Pattie and eventually . . . ran out and had to stop.
Who could blame the poor kid for protesting?
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