Reading Go the F*** to Sleep

Chapter 1: Sadistic Sense of Humor.
Mikey Kimmings had a huge extended family, he invited an American Civil War ancestor, his name was Joseph MacNamara, who was his father's great uncle on his mother's side who died at the age of 27 in 1861, he fought in the Confederacy, he escaped the Irish famine as a young boy with his family and retained his Dublin accent.

Family members of the Tachimi-Kimmings, both alive and dead usually had big family reunions.

Maria's ancestors fought for the Confederates because the US state she lived in was a apart of the Confederate states of America.

"Okay, this is Joe." He said.

Maria, Mikey's granddaughter went up to him.

"Your uniform is so cool!" Maria exclaimed, complimenting the man's uniform

Maria was interested in the American Civil War.

"You don't see a lot of eight-year old girls into that." He said.

Maria thought Joseph's Irish brogue was absolutely charming.

Joseph was unused to a half-Japanese 4x great-niece, but he grew to love her.

Thomas, Martin's great-nephew, who's brother was his grandfather and his father was his son waddled over to Joseph.

"That's my great-nephew, the one I never got to meet." Marrin said.

"Oh, okay." He said.

Joseph was pretty used to his descendant's Japanese relatives and his half-English ancestry.

He picked her up.

"Read her this." Martin said, handing Joseph a profanity-laden book called Go the F*** to Sleep.

"Uh, sure." He said.

He opened the book, set Setsuko on his knee.

"The cats nettle close to their kittens, the lambs have laid down with the sheep, you are cozy and warm in bed my dear, Please go the f*** to sleep, Oh my god, why would you let me read this to a...." He said.

"Three year old." The Thomas' father said.

He continues reading, he was starting to giggle between words.

"The windows are dark in the town child, the whales huddle down in the deep, I'll read you one very last book if you swear you'll to go the f*** to sleep....Martin, you're an evil man, this is pure f***ing evil." He said.

The rest of the family were laughing, then Joseph himself started to laugh.

"This is pure f***ing evil...." He said between laughter.

"Joe, you've got over at least 12 minutes left, pull yourself together!" A family member named Jessie, who was English.

Jessie and Joseph got on pretty well, she came to the US at the age of 11, nearly the same time as Joseph who was originally from Ireland.

"I'm trying, this is evil!" He exclaimed.