He hardly ever tried to reach his mother with his
thoughts any longer because she never answered
him. He simply couldnt understand why people
bothered with their out-loud voices when they were
perfectly clear with their inside voices. They never
said what they meant.
The peanut butter sandwich hed had for lunch left
bits of gummy bread stuck in his mouth. He wanted
another glass of milk.
Milk, Mommy, he thought as clearly as he could.