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One summer evening during a violent thunderstorm a mother was tucking her son into bed. She was about to turn off the light when he asked with a tremor in his voice, "Mommy, will you sleep with me tonight?".


The mother smiled and gave him a reassuring hug.


"I can't dear" she said. "I have to sleep in Daddy's room".


A long silence was broken at last by his shaky little voice: "The big sissy".



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