Backseat reader

"Do you want me to read you a story from my Bible?" Abby asked as on our way to the grocery story.

"We'd love that," I answered for her brothers and myself, anticipating a retelling of Noah's ark or the birth of Jesus.

"These are the words of Nehemiah..." she began, and then proceeded to read the entire first chapter of Nehemiah to us, conveniently skipping over the hard-to-pronounce Old Testament names.

Only Abby.