Mom and Dad think he is shy—timid, antisocial, perhaps a bit retarded.It never happens when it’s justGrandpa, the uncles, and Auntie Jay.Not when there is deliberate, meaningful discussion.Not when there is civilized conversation.Not when there are pauses between sentences,and even a few occasional contemplative silences.Later, when the rest of the crowd arrives—the energetic ones, the…

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