Now when I was a little girl, I had a Great Aunt Mabel, Able Mabel they called her, who hailed from Yorkshire. Now the writer featured in this story was a girl, so I've decided to name her Able Mabel. Our Able Mabel in this story could always come up with some story to tell her younger siblings so they wouldn't fight, or so they'd go to sleep, or so they'd sit quietly and wait for their Father to come and check under their beds for boogeymen.
To Be Continued Tomorrow
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