Sometimes we hear the voices too clearly

So I drove three hours to have lunch with Mom, my sister and my aunt. During lunch I am telling them about the incident in the previous post, hearing Dad’s voice while programming the hands-free cell phone car stuff.

And then I told it to list all the names and I heard Dad’s voice.


Yeah, our names and his friends, Morris, Paul, Lucille, …

We don’t know anyone named Lucille.

Oh shit.


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