A Legend of Moms

It is said in Kevin's family, well, in fact, it was only between Kevin and his mom, that when Kevin was a kid, mom bathed him. And, whenever they had this daily routine, which little Kevin disliked a lot, mom told him stories. It's a legend of Kevin's mom. A legend, because no one remembers it. Not Kevin, nor any other members of the family, only mom. So, it may be correct that Kevin never had bed time stories, but it is not clear whether the bath time stories ever existed. And it turned out a question Kevin suspected from time to time.
Legend goes that mom's stories were all from what she read in her childhood. Another legend goes that mom, when young, had only times like herding cows or cooking meals to read. What to read were all books borrowing from kids of rich families in her class. At that time, in a small village, life and the world were simple, to an extend that stories like La Dame aux Camelias could make her shed tears.

Once a week Jane's nurse had her evening off; and then it was Wendy's part to put Jane to bed. That was the time for stories. It was Jane's invention to raise the sheet over her mother's head and her own, thus making a tent, and in the awful darkness to whisper:
"What do we see now?"
"I don't think I see anything to-night," says Wendy, with a feeling that if Nana were here she would object to further conversation.
"Yes, you do," says Jane, "you see when you were a little girl."
"That is a long time ago, sweetheart," says Wendy.
"Ah me, how time flies!"
"Does it fly," asks the artful child, "the way you flew when you were a little girl?"
"The way I flew! Do you know, Jane, I sometimes wonder whether I ever did really fly."
"Yes, you did."
"The dear old days when I could fly!"
"Why can't you fly now, mother?"
"Because I am grown up, dearest. When people grow up they forget the way."
"Why do they forget the way?"
"Because they are no longer gay and innocent and heartless. It is only th gay and innocent and heartless who can fly."
"What is gay and innocent and heartless? I do wish I was gay and innocent and heartless."

And that's all for today, folks. What's after this is not suitable for kids. But you do have to admit, it is always good to have some fine written passages to read, instead of some lousy murmuring or bits and pieces of fictional plots. Besides, like readers, writers have to read.