I had been neglecting to replace the batteries in the clock hanging on the wall in my DH's den and finally got around to it.
A few days later, DH is in the den, reading.
"Could you come here for a minute dear? Do your hear water dripping in here?" he asked.
I stood quiet for a moment, tick tick tick tick ... slow and steady.
I took the clock down off the wall and placed it in the other room.
"Do you still hear it?" I asked.
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