"Once upon a time, there was a lovely little girl, who everyone adored, but the one who loved her the most was her grandmother, who literally gave her whatever she wanted."
Sylvan Cheney's voice filled the air, low and pleasant to listen to.
Jasmine Yale lay with her eyes closed, thoroughly enchanted, her face a picture of satisfaction.
"One time, grandmother gave the little girl a cap made from red velvet that fit perfectly on her head…" Sylvan Cheney continued.
Hmm?
Hmm??
Jasmine Yale opened her eyes: "That's wrong."
Sylvan Cheney raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong about it?"
"That's not 'Cinderella.' It's 'Little Red Riding Hood,' isn't it?" Jasmine Yale corrected him.
"Yes, don't you like it?"
"…" Jasmine Yale couldn't retort, having asked him to read a story, she couldn't be picky, "Let's do 'Little Red Riding Hood,' then."
Sylvan Cheney continued reading.
