Lori came out of the bathroom and yawned. It was past midnight and she was ready to hit the hay.
As she passed Lisa's room, however, the little girl called out, "Lori? A moment, please?"
Lori sighed. She went in, and found Lisa standing next to her bed. She was wearing a long night shirt and a cap emblazoned with tiny swastikas and clutching a thick hardback book in her hands.
"What do you want?" Lori asked, crossing her arms.
"I was wondering," Lisa said nervously, looking down at the bed, "if, perhaps, you could read me a bedtime story."
Lori's furrowed brow softened. With Lisa being a genius (and a committed Nazi), it was hard to forget that she was a little girl. "Alright," Lori said.
Lisa smiled broadly, and Lori's heart swelled. "Thank you."
Lisa climbed into bed and got under the covers. Lori sat next to her and took the book when Lisa handed it to her: A pink slip of paper stuck out of it. "That's the passage I would like to hear," Lisa said.
"Alright," Lori said, and opened to that page. She started reading: "The black-haired Jewish youth lies in wait for hours on end, satanically glaring at and spying on the unsuspicious girl whom he plans to seduce, adulterating her blood and removing her from the bosom of her own people..." her brow crinkled. She turned to her sister. "What the hell is this?"
"Mein Kampf."
Lori sighed and rolled her eyes.
"More, please."
Shaking her head, Lori continued: "The Jew uses every possible means to undermine the racial foundations of a subjugated people. In his systematic efforts to ruin girls and women he strives to break down the last barriers of discrimination between him and other peoples. The Jews were responsible for bringing negroes into the Rhineland, with the ultimate idea of bastardizing the white race which they hate and thus lowering its cultural and political level so that the Jew might dominate. For as long as a people remain racially pure and are conscious of the treasure of their blood, they can never be overcome by the Jew. Never in this world can the Jew become master of any people except a bastardized people." When she was done she looked as though she had ingested something incredibly foul.
She glanced over at Lisa, and the little girl was curled up on her side, fast asleep. Lori couldn't help but smile.
"You're a total creep," she said, then leaned in and kissed her forehead. "But I love you."
