I was in the kitchen fixing dinner when I heard someone calling for two of my little boys. It was the voice that caught my attention. It was clear and musical like the tinkling of little bells. Whose voice was that. Did I hear that right? It was repeated. I saw that both of my young boys were in the room with me. I moved around the corner and saw my youngest boy, not yet 2, toddling toward me. No way. I whisked him into my arms and tried to get him to say the names again. No dice. He had gone back to his quiet act. But now I'm onto him.
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