"I'll help her take care of the dog! I'll help her feed it and brush it and I won't let the other dogs bite it!"
But before either Matt or Rose can answer, Norma shrieks: "No! It's going to be my dog. Only my dog!"
Matt nods. "You see?" Rose sits beside her and strokes her braids to calm her.
"But we have to share things, dear. Charlie can help you take care of it."
"No! Only mine!...I'm the one who got the A in history—not him! He never gets good marks like me."
"Why should he help with the dog? And then the dog will like him more than me, and it'll be his dog instead of mine."
"No! If I can't have it for myself I don't want it."
"That settles it," says Matt picking up his newspaper and settling down in his chair again. "No dog."
Suddenly, Norma jumps off the couch and grabs the history test she had brought home so eagerly just a few minutes earlier.
She tears it and throws the pieces into Charlie's startled face. "I hate you! I hate you!"
"Norma, stop that at once!" Rose grabs her but she twists away.
"And I hate school! I hate it! I'll stop studying, and I'll be a dummy like him."
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