Sometimes, well most times, when my parents wanted to get my attention, they quietly called me…… My ears  resembled our beagle’s ears that we both had ears to hear but had no discernment to turn and listen….. Then their call got louder and as my beagle and I would continue doing what we wanted……. Then I would hear a loud hollering of my name…….. Did I turn? It depends, most of the time, I knew what it was about…….If I…..

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