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Husband Guy came home to find me digging a pit in our front yard. He recognized the little storm cloud over my head, so he knew what to ask:“Who irked you now?”“The mailman!” I said, tossing another shovelful of Jersey dirt. “He bent Beverly Cleary!”Husband Guy arched one eyebrow like...