In a Dark, Dark Box...

In a gloomy house in a wood, a grandmother sits by a boy's bedside as he eats his supper. With a storm raging outside, she begins a story "Once upon a time there was a dark, dark wood. And in the dark, dark wood there ewas a dark, dark house -" "D'you mean this house?" interrupts the boy, Grandmother laughs. "How could it? its just a story..."