I was travelling by bus to the airport with my two young goddaughters and their parents.
It was a long trip, over an hour. So I told the girls a long story that started with a tiger passing through a village in the rain.
Half way through the story I gave the girls the option for me to keep going with the story then, or to finish it later. They wanted the rest of the story straight away.
Later one of the parents told me that another passenger had been listening to me tell the story. He was leaning just out into the aisle a little bit to hear it better.
When I said that we could finish it later, my friend saw that the other passenger was looking anxious and agitated! And then he looked relieved when I went on with the story - he wasn’t going to miss out!