I overheard Leah's conversation with a worm she was playing with on the patio:
"Oh little guy, you want to go back in the soil?"
"I'll let you, on one condition...YOU ARE MINE!"
"See how you're so slow? I'll CATCH UP TO YOU!"
Then she made a habitat for him in a tupperware and poked holes in the top of some cling wrap for a lid, with plenty of wet dirt, and the worm and his friend are hanging out in the kitchen.
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