"Mommy," Rachel whispered as we sat in the last pew, "I...." The whisper trailed off, inaudible.
"What?" I ask.
"Mommy," Rachel whispered again, "I...." The whisper trailed off. Again inaudible.
"What sweetie?"
"MOMMY! I WANT TO TALK *L*O*U*D* !!"
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Just as the minister says his last "Amen."
"Is it over now?!?" Alex asked innocently - but loudly.
This was followed immediately by giggles from the next three rows.
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