Sharing a Quilt While Reading

Each tiny movement was a reminder of the share. We had a bit of grandma’s warm quilt, chocolate in the air. Mom’s making hot cocoa, I told my sis, with marshmallows I think. We were happy to be here, wearing matching socks of pink. My sister was reading a book but kept talking a bunch. Whether or not she liked it, was a stretch, but I had a hunch…. It was not her favorite book, for she was ready to stop reading. We ended up with Christmas cookies with frosting and beading.