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The patchwork quilt served as a protective layer for the sheets, preserving its memories of a different time. Crocheted squares, each like a field of crops, connected into a woollen cover. Sarah remembered her aunty. Her dad’s sister, with clever stitches, always gave a sense of wonder.
Yellow, red, blue hues beautiful against her cotton bedsheets. Nestled beneath the covers, she dared the winter chill to vacation somewhere else. Snow shuffled down the window, a quiet lull to its journey melted by the warmth.
Sleeping alone had its benefits.
No snoring, and a sea of space.
Bliss.
lovely! I’m jealous 😉
~David
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Lovely 🥰
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Nothing like a warm quilt on a snowy winter’s night!
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Ah, this story was very relaxing. Thank you for that. ^_^
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Thank you
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You’re very welcome.
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