Is that your cell phone?

We were all reading our papers. Music. Fire in the fireplace. I kept hearing a cell phone, but there were only the 3 of us in the store, and I don't have one. "Is that your cell phone?" I asked. She looked startled because I could tell she didn't hear anything. She reached in her coat pocket. Looked at the message, and called back.

I think it's the rock music that gives us seniors better hearing than the boomers.