. . .missing his left ear. I don’t know about you but that’s something I notice. He tells me how he lost it. I listen. Then I ask if I can ask a question. By the eye roll I know he’s thinking I’m going to ask if it effects his hearing. Dah! The words don’t spin down the ridges! Everyone knows that.
But because of his reaction I now have to ask a question he’s never heard before. No pressure.
“So,” I begin once again down that slippery slope. “When it’s windy does your head snap to the right?”