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He took it and smiled. This was one of his favorite books, especially to read aloud. He scooted back to the wall and drew her toward him, snugging her against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her so she could see the book in her lap and started to read over her shoulder, his lips tickling her ear. He read from the beginning, giving each character a separate voice, even talking with a lisp for a girl's like Trillian's or deadpan for Martin. She seemed to enjoy it, giggling at the funny parts and even having him re-read some of the more confusing names until he told her they weren't supposed to make sense. They were quite a few chapters in when she called for a break.