“You can push me back,” Oliver said to Amanda. “Oh, no,” Phillip said quickly. Bad idea. Very, very bad idea. “All right,” Amanda said brightly. “No, Amanda,” Phillip said, jumping to his feet. “Do not—” But she’d already pressed both of her little hands to her brother’s chest and heaved. Oliver went tumbling back with a loud burst of laughter. “Now I get to push you!” he yelled with glee. “You will not push your sister!” Phillip roared, jumping over an ottoman. “She pushed me!” Oliver hollered. “Because you asked her to, you miserable little wretch.” Phillip swung his hand out to grab
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This is so dang delightful
