Chilly

“I’m starving!” “Dinner will be ready soon, just go sit down and I’ll call you in a few,” she laughed, waving a wooden spoon at him to keep his fingers out of the stew pot. Rolling his eyes at her, he reluctantly left the kitchen. She watched his back as he walked away. Stirring the … Continue reading Chilly

Fortress

A perfect fit, she nestled softly in the crook of my arm. Breathing in her scent, nuzzling her cheek, later I’d swear she smiled up at me. Parting the expertly swaddled pink and blue striped blanket, I counted and recounted toes and fingers. With hesitant fingers I stroked her head, seeking the soft spot beneath … Continue reading Fortress