She nodded her head, slowly. “Yes,” she said, and her voice had dropped almost to a whisper, “I have noticed many things about Dibs that indicate that he has some ability. But he seems so unhappy as he unfolds more and more at home. He doesn’t have those awful temper tantrums any more. Not at home and not at school. That scene yesterday wasn’t a tantrum. It was his protest at the insult he must have felt in his father’s remark. He doesn’t suck his thumb all the time any more. He is talking more and more at home. But to himself — not to us. Except for that outcry to his father. He is changing.
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