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Grandma's Stories
She came home, saw blood on the mongoose's mouth, and did not stop to look at the cradle.
A brahmin and his wife had a baby son. They also had a mongoose.
They had raised the mongoose from the day it was born. It slept by the fire. It followed the wife around the house. It sat by the baby's cradle while the baby slept.
The rest of this story, read aloud, and a new one every day.