Read an Excerpt
from "The Story of Night"
Once upon a time, NIGHT was spelled with just three letters. It was spelled exactly the way it sounded: nuh—eye—tuh.
The three letters were good friends. They went everywhere together, especially at NIT. But during the day, they lived in a little house in a lane.
One evening, they had an unexpected visit. It was summer. The sun had set and N, I and T were bustling about getting ready for work when they heard a knock at the door. N went to open it (she always went first, and I always followed her, and T always followed I), and there on the doormat stood two letters: G and H. They had walked a tremendous long way and they were tired and dusty and footsore. Plus, it was way past their bedtime.
“Please,” said H, “is there somewhere we could sleep?”
“It’s way past our bedtime,” added G.