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Ainsley said softly, while Allonza just nodded, holding her doll tightly. I smiled at their enthusiasm and took out a storybook from the shelf beside the bed. The book I picked up was one of their favorites, “Adventures in the Fantasy World.” I started to open the first page while looking at the children. “So, tonight’s story is about a brave prince who went to a magical world to save a kidnapped princess,” I said, trying to get their attention. “Do you want to tell it now, Mom?” Adney asked, his voice full of enthusiasm.

“Would you tell me a story? My friend Dustin says his mom and dad tell him stories every night, but no one will tell me a story.” My heart melted hearing his request, and I smiled. “Of course, Liam. And you are in luck. I know so many stories.” I picked him up in my arms. “Really?” he said excitedly, burying his head in my neck, making me sigh in content. “Yay.” I tucked him into his bed. I began weaving a tale about a courageous knight who embarked on an epic adventure to save a kingdom from a fearsome dragon. Liam’s eyelids grew heavy as he listened to the tale, and soon he was fast asleep.

-Yes, yes, Mom, it's just that I saw Esau. -But how can I congratulate you, daughter, and what happened? I told my mom everything, how it went, and I told her that Esau was going to visit me in the afternoon. -Yes, of course, daughter, it's not a problem for me, but only for an hour, okay? -Mommy, two, two hours please. -All right, just two hours, no more, no less, that's fine. -Yes, yes. ... When Luisa arrived, we went to my room and there I told her everything about Esau, she laughed and said, "Ha, ha, if you had told me I wouldn't have believed it, but hey, that's nice:

Obinna said. “It could also be storytelling. Like our forefathers used to hold us spellbound with their night stories,” Emelda said. “I heard a story a few years ago. How storytelling saved a virgin” “Okay,” Emelda said, inquisitive. “This is the Arabian Tales from the Thousand and One Nights. In the story, each night, King Shahriyar takes a virgin as his wife, then kills her the following morning” Emelda imagined how her audience, especially the young would keep their ears closer now to their radio sets to understand the story. She had noticed that any day she came up with a fascinating story, it had always left them excited and they called to express their gratitude.

She had downloaded a lot of e-books for children. When she first came back to Coastrock, she had a problem with insomnia, and it was the children's storybooks that lullabied her to sleep most of the time. All the storybooks that she listened to were Caprice’s favorites. The voice that read the storybook sounded gentle and expressive. Caprice fell asleep after listening to the stories for a while, and even Sherry started yawning. She got up with Caprice and headed to the room. John was standing by the wall, leaning against it. His hands crossed as he casually looked at her with a gentle gaze. It was as though they were intimate.

Wolf was so worried that he couldn't bear it: "What do you mean by understanding quietly?" It was done! Hooked. The old lady was very happy: "Grandma, I will show you a shortcut... Quick, go and help grandma get the phone..." Alpha immediately went and brought the old lady’s glasses. Putting on her glasses and taking the phone, the old lady clicked on it. “Grandma, what are you doing? Listening to audio novels?” The old lady clicked on an audio novel APP. “Well, reading books will strain your eyes, and listening to novels will make the room more noisy and lively, and you can also have fun. Nowadays, although novels are terrible, they are still very useful to pass the time..."

I punched the bridge of my nose and rubbed my temples, telling the stress that had chained me to release me from it's shackles. Jade's turn and she told a story that had already been written by some author known as Godwin Hosanna Aga. The book was named in the deep and it was about some girl named Hephzibah and it was pretty interesting and scary the way my baby sister had told it with a touch light under her chin, illuminating her face and weird canines. "And that is, in the deep!" Jade screamed, stomping her feet on the floor and howling like a wolf.

“Be back soon.” Rory and I waved as her parents backed out of the driveway and zoomed away. “All right, shortcake.” I dug the spare key out from behind a clay pot of marigolds. “What do you say we head inside and I’ll read you a story?” “Okay, but you have to do the voices like Daddy or else the story people get mad.”

“This is what he’s reading now.” Arabella made for the door. “Mom, please stay.” Arabella stayed. Axel was in the middle as the two of them laid on the sides of the bed. Then Axel went on to flip through the pages, choosing the story he wanted to hear. He took his time. More time than he usually did. Like he already knew which one he wanted to hear. A story about little Chad and his small family. He paused briefly, then read the last line quietly— “And that night, Chad fell asleep between them, thinking it was the happiest day ever… because his mom and dad were both right there with him.”