"Mommy?"
His voice is heavy with sleep, peeling through layers of almost-midnight from the back seat of the car.
"You know dat music guy with da ear plugs?"
"You mean the headphones?"
"Yeah."
"What about him?"
"Is dat his weal dob?"
"Yes, people pay him to do that."
"WEALLY???!!!"
"Yes, really."
"Mommy?"
"Yes, Liam."
"When I det big ten I be a DJ too?"
"Sure you can!"
"Otay. Dood!"
And he falls asleep, leaning over into his brother, dreaming of his moment beneath a blue spot light while techno rhythm spills from beneath crowd-pleasing fingers.
New Ambitions
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