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seem to bother Miss Daisy that shewas marrying a guy with webbed feet. I would have to try something else.
    â€œYou know, I was in the post office yesterday with my mom,” I told her, “and guess whose picture was on the wall? Mr. Macky’s!”
    â€œIs that so?” said Miss Daisy.
    â€œYeah,” I told her. “Did you know he robbed a bank in Texas?”
    â€œI didn’t know that,” Miss Daisy said.
    â€œI hear he’s wanted for a string of armed robberies in Oklahoma, too,” said Neil the nude kid.
    â€œOh, dear!” exclaimed Miss Daisy.
    â€œHe’s not even a real reading teacher,” Michael said. “He kidnapped our readingteacher and is holding him for ransom. That happens all the time, y’know.”

    â€œMy word!” said Miss Daisy.
    â€œI heard that he snores, too,” I mentioned. “It’s like sleeping in the same room with a moose.”
    â€œHmmmmm,” said Miss Daisy.
    It was working like a charm! You could tell Miss Daisy was thinking things over. Maybe she would change her mind aboutmarrying Mr. Macky.
    Speaking of which, guess who came in at that very moment? Mr. Macky! He kissed Miss Daisy and told her she could hang out in the Reading Recovery Room while he did a lesson with us.
    Perfect! Now we could work on him.
    â€œWe wanted to tell you how happy we are for you and Miss Daisy,” I told Mr. Macky.
    â€œYeah, we think it’s great that you’re getting married,” said Ryan.
    â€œI’m glad I have your support, boys,” Mr. Macky said. “Let’s open our reading books to page twenty-three.”
    â€œYeah, it’s nice that you fell in love withMiss Daisy,” I told him, “even though she’s…uh…different.”
    â€œWhat’s different about her?” he asked.
    â€œWell, for one thing, she’s addicted to bonbons,” I told him.
    â€œSo am I!” said Mr. Macky. “Miss Daisy and I have a lot in common. Let’s turn to page twenty-three.”
    â€œDo you eat your own boogers, too?” asked Ryan. “That’s what Miss Daisy does.”
    â€œReally?” said Mr. Macky. “That’s great! If she eats her own boogers, we won’t have to do much grocery shopping! Page twenty-three, please.”
    â€œShe doesn’t eat her own boogers,”Michael said. “She blows her nose into the garbage can!”
    â€œTerrific!” said Mr. Macky. “We’ll save money on tissues. Let’s turn to page twenty-three.”
    Mr. Macky is wacky!
    â€œDid you know that Miss Daisy likes burning ants with a magnifying glass for the fun of it?” asked Neil the nude kid.
    â€œYes!” Mr. Macky replied. “That’s what we did on our first date. Page twenty-three.”

    Our sabotage plan was totally not working with Mr. Macky. It was time to use the one weapon that I knew would work for sure. Mr. Macky is a reading teacher. He loves reading more than anything else.
    â€œDid you know that Miss Daisy doesn’t know how to read?” I asked. “Do you really want to marry a dumbhead?”
    â€œYes!” Mr. Macky said. “That’s why I asked her to marry me. I’ve been searching for years to find a woman who would let me read to her.”
    I slapped my forehead. It was useless! There was no way to convince Mr. Macky not to marry Miss Daisy.
    Miss Daisy came back to class and Mr. Macky whispered something in her ear.
    â€œWe’re glad you boys are concerned about us,” Mr. Macky said, “but Miss Daisy and I are in love. We hope we’ll see you at the church on Sunday.”
    Then they started smooching again. Ugh! Disgusting!
    We were all depressed. On the way home, we told Mr. Louie that our plan to sabotage the wedding failed.
    â€œYou can’t stop love,” Mr. Louie said. “It’s like I told you, dudes. Love is stronger than hate. Love is the most