Phone Time

It’s 8:00 p.m. I’m sitting in my car at the edge of a field, waiting for Hubby to arrive with his tractor so I can take him back home. I pull out my phone and notice that I missed a call from my daughter. I have good signal, so I call her back. As we talk, I can hear my grandson in the background. He’s moving closer to the phone and then farther away, chattering the whole time. Standing near his…