“Mommy, can you play the song for me?” Jory asked as we were walking to the car.
“What song, Jory?” I asked, puzzled.
“Give me the beat boys /and free my soul/I wanna get lost in your rock and roll/
and drift away,” he sang.
What? How in the world does he know that song? My gosh, those little ears soak up everything. And what in the world was the name of the song?
I asked the saleswoman at JCPenney’s, Mona, which I knew was pointless, tried to think of other people who would be home and could answer the question. I scored with Mr. Brad, a quick internet search and we were in business. Though I was still thrown as to when and where Jory heard the song enough to sing it to me and know the lyrics.
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