The Pirate Princess was in story mode. Grandma Peggy is always a patient listener (for which we are all grateful). Our chatterbox was going on and on about her choir experiences at "Grandpa Gary's and Grandma Terry's church."
"Do you know people there?" Grandma Peggy asked.
"I have some friends. My friend, Mrs. Angie, is there."
"That's good."
"And sometimes," the Pirate Princess leaned forward eagerly, "someone plays the guitar!"
"Oh?"
She lifted her hand to whisper, "it's Papa-Gary!"
"Really?"
The Pirate Princess nodded. "He is impressive."
Grandma Peggy nodded. "Okay."
The pirate grew more conspiratorial. "Gramma?"
"What?"
"What does... 'impressive' mean?"
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