We drove with Lynn to the Sorenson's Sunday. Both girls talked to her the whole way there and back. She had to just nod and listen, except when they wanted to hear the minute detail about her trip to Disneyland. Once Catherine was telling a long story and wouldn't stop. Emma tried to get a word in, so Cath just sped up. Then Emma started yelling, "Catherine, my turn, CATHERINE!" but that didn't work, either, so then she just screamed bloody murder at the top of her lungs. That worked, cuz everyone in the car stopped talking and started yelling at her to stop screaming. Then she got her turn.
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