Classic yet forever timeless and for some a favorite of all time which was Frankenstein. Driscoll cleared his throat as he stood up from his chair. “It was a dreary night of November that I beheld accomplishments of my toils.” A small smile flashed on his face as he always found joy in reading out loud. Driscoll took a few paces with the book in his hands, he continued to read on until he tried to scare Lofn at a particular part that he did with his own daughter. He snickered a little, “I am truly sorry… I cannot help it.”
Quietly Lofn sat and listened as they story was read to her. After finding the old book but not being able to make it out, in slight embarrassment she asked Driscoll if he were able to read it to her just until she were able to do so herself. Thrilled when he had agreed. she happily took her seat and waited for him to begin. Watching as he moved a gasp left her at the fright he had successfully given her. She always was an easy target. “ No,” She laughed,” It’s alright. You got me this time but next I won’t be so easy.” She then told him.