He hasn’t heard such beautiful music in years. Since his stroke, his hearing declined gradually, and now he is practically deaf. But the singing! There are solos, duets and choruses performing right at the back of his head. He’s been listening to them all day long.
“Don’t know who the composers are but these guys sing very well,” my father said to me. After he took a shower the music stopped, but resumed again as we sat down to dinner. He asked me to go to the internet and look up: old people hearing voices.
Sure enough there are articles about the phenomenon. They call it hallucination. There might be something wrong with his brain.
“That’s obvious,” said father. “At least the voices are not asking me to go murder somebody.”
“Don’t think you are capable even if they do,” I replied.
