These aren't the stories your mother told you.

No, these are the other stories.

The Cardboard, written by Luke Condor,

narrated by Joseph Maudsley.

Michael North wasn't a man of means by any stretch of the imagination.

He got by, sure.

He put bread on the table.

Kept the lights on.

Kept the little blue LED on the Wi-Fi router blinking.

His daughter, Ada, and son, Gary, had pencils and pens and erasers for the pencil cases.

Exercise books and blank notebooks for their studies,

freshly clean socks and shiny new shoes courtesy of their mother, and each of them had

fancy mobile phones that allowed them to access the big, bad internet.

The phones had parental locks on them, of course.

Michael wasn't about to let his children stumble upon any of those websites at the pornographic variety.

Be that sexual or violent.

He stumbled on a few of those on his own.

The internet was a slippy place indeed.

Nope, nope, nope, nope,

Michael said aloud as he worked.

None of that dirty internet for my kids, no, sirree.

The idea of his perfect little innocence going through their childhood

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