Hey, my name's Otis Gray and you're listening to Sleepy.

A podcast where I read old books to help you get to sleep and this is a midweek short story for you.

Okay. And this is a midweek short story for you.

I hope you've been sleeping well this summer.

Tonight's short story is a slight break from our more summary stories, sort of.

It's actually more of a supernatural kind of wistful ghost story.

And before we get to the bedtime reading, I just want to profoundly thank all of our patrons on patreon.com.

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Thank you so much for being a part of making this show.

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the music you're hearing is by my good friend James Lepkowski and the cover for

Sleepy is by Gracie Canaan.

What's night?

I don't know, I was kind of in the mood for, A, a new author that I've never read on the show before, which I've actually been doing a lot this year, it's been really nice.

So tonight is a new author.

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