Just as I expected, when I reached the door, I could hear their murmuring voices from inside.
I pushed the door open and found the two of them cuddled together on the Superman bed in the middle of the room.
Both of them looked up when they saw me.
"What are you two doing still awake at this time?"
"Mummy, I'm telling Aunt Anna a story."
"Really?" I mused as I walked over to the bed.
"Yeah. Wanna join?" Anna asked, looking up at me.
"Of course. Why not?"
I climbed onto the other side of the bed and lay down beside them as Aimy continued her storytelling.
It was a story about some farm animals Uncle Herbert often told her.
Her voice was soft and animated as she spoke, trying her best to imitate the different animals.
Her words weren't always clear and her grammar wasn't very strong yet, but neither Anna nor I minded.
We listened attentively anyway.
Soon, her voice began to fade.
Her eyelids grew heavier and heavier.
