"A story?" the Cavallone Primo confirmed with his 5 year old son. "Yep," Dino smiled. The Cavallone Primo cleared his throat, "Once there was a princess. She had a terminal illness. Then she died. The end." After finishing the story he glanced at his son. Tears formed in the young boy's eyes. 'Shit! What do I do now?' he thought as he quickly scanned the room for something, anything to make Dino smile. He spotted a stuffed horse and grabbed it. "Hey Dino," he said in a slightly higher pitched voice than normal. (Which he personally thought made him look stupid.) "Hey don't cry," he said through the horse. Dino looked up through his tear-stained eyes. Then he began to laugh at his normally cool and calm dad acting so silly. Relieved his son was smiling again the Cavallone Primo decided he shouldn't make up stories if he wanted to be a good father.