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Theandric Thursday : Who Moved My Lantern?

“Are you sure you did not come into my shed last night?” I asked my sister Dana again on the third morning it had happened. Somebody moved my lantern in the night, again. Which meant that someone had been using my lantern, again. Which meant that someone entered my shed during the night, again.
“Why would I? No!”
“Someone moved my lantern again last night.” I said fixing her with a gaze. Her expression changed from an incredulous one to a straight face.
“I have no interest in your lantern, or getting into that fowl shed of yours, even during the day, let alone at night.” She added that I ask someone who I should be asking. That she had more important things to do at night than moving lanterns, like sleeping.