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I feel like I've hit the interesting writing now.

"There is no group therapy or psychiatry or community social services for the child who must cope with the thing under the bed or in the cellar every night, the thing which leers and capers and threatens just beyond the point where vision will reach. The same lonely battle must be fought night after night and the only cure is the eventual ossification of the imaginary faculties, and this is called adulthood".

I'm not sure why, but this is dragging along during, what I think may be, the interesting parts.

My son's first exposure to R.L. Stone

Call me Ishmael