I was very focused, searching the library's
online catalog for a children's book my father-in-law had been telling me about,
half-listening to the kids' chatter behind me.
Suddenly, Tiernan's voice found its way into my consciousness, "Were you listening to my words?"
"Oh," I snapped back to the present moment. "No, I guess I wasn't. I'm sorry, what did you say?"
What good does it do him to use his words if you're not listening, Mama?
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