The island is full of stories, and Tormod hears them everywhere—at home, at school, and from Ruairidh next door. There are stories about Roman legions and enchanted tweed coats and men carried off by brutal pressgangs and self-proclaimed bards who would steal a song right out of your mouth. And then there are the stories he isn’t supposed to hear, and maybe one of them will explain a few things that puzzle him, like why he doesn’t have a father. Stories can change with every telling, and a little boy’s innocence can’t last forever.Am Balach Beag a dh’Èisteadh aig Dorsan agus na chuala e (The Little Boy who Listened at Doors and what he heard) explores the power of stories and the motives of people who tell them.