As the new baby grew, Grandma Bea and Marty and I watched the three of them like hawks. Bea was the first to say it, but there was no way we could have missed the fact that at eithteen months, Baby Glenn was talking up a storm, and his older brothers still were'nt trying to talk in sentences.

     Now Marty and I were worried.

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