"Dad," she called, "can you read a bedtime story?"
"Not tonight, sorry," he called back.
She waited a while, then whispered "I'm sorry."
"Not your fault," the monsters under the bed growled. They sounded sad.
"I... I can make a story up for you?"
"You would give us that?"
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