Callie noticed out of the corner of her eye that Judith had situated herself differently, suggesting she was to sleep now. Callie certainly didn't mind this development, wanting some peace for a while. She had a feeling that peace would be sort of difficult to come by now. Callie had never been the greatest story teller, but she had a love for literature so she figured that she could potentially figure something out. She wasn't keen on making up a story out of the blue, but Judith had mentioned that she was allowed to just adjust an already existing story to her liking. That was more possible than creating one, so Callie asked, "Alright...let's see...What about a classic or something?"
She searched her mind for an answer, trying to find an older and more well known tale. Maybe a children's story would do as a basis. She suddenly had an idea. "How about I tell you the story of Little Red Riding Hood, but made modern?"she offered, though she was going to tell it whether Judith wanted to hear it or not. The woman didn't seem to be too particular now, seeming to just want something to occupy herself as she fell asleep.
Callie took a short moment to think before beginning her story, "There once was a little girl from a big city. Most called her Red or little red since the 10 year old girl was rarely without her red hooded sweatshirt. Once a week, Little Red would travel to her grandmother's house that was located on the other side of the city. Her parents had never really been present in her life, so she was to travel on her own through the concrete jungle. Now this city wasn't fit for a little girl. Crime wasn't uncommon and felons were prevalent. One such felon was Wolf, a well known gang member."
"Now Wolf was a mean man. He was in his late twenties and stood at about six feet tall, skin covered in tattoos and hair all shaved off save for a rough looking beard that adorned his jawline. One time when Red was heading off to visit her grandmother, she was stopped by Wolf. Wolf said that Red would make a tasty treat..."she paused, wondering how dark this story should be. She knew Judith had probably seen and heard much worse, so Callie decided to take the liberty to tell the story as she wished it to be.
"Then he proceeded to pull a knife on the girl. Red was quick to run off, but unknown to her, Wolf followed. Wolf figured out from locals that she was heading to her grandmother who lived in an apartment across town. Wolf drove there and arrived first, going to the respective room finding the grandmother. He held her hostage until Red came in to find the older woman with a knife to her throat."Callie said, looking up in thought.
Callie knew that the usual classic had a lumber jack murder the wolf, so she had to adapt that to modern times. continuing, Callie said, "Suddenly a police officer entered after hearing a disturbance. He was officer Jack Lumber and wasted little time in shooting Wolf. So Red and her grandmother were now saved from Wolf....The End."
Callie may have had a bit of help when coming up with the story. Unbeknownst to Judith, Callie had a similar experience at an older age with a few changes. She had been confronted by and harassed by a gang member shortly after moving to the city. This had ended when a police officer had shot the man for pulling a weapon on him, but Callie had only heard the shot. Callie had hoped that this story was satisfactory enough to get Judith off of her back.