Chapter Twenty-Seven

That night after everyone was asleep in the house, I made myself a cup of tea and went out to the porch swing on the front step with its white and pink unicorn fabric. I wrapped the blanket I brought with me around myself and tucked my feet up under me. I wrapped my hands around the warm mug and brought it close to my face for warmth and comfort. I used to love sitting on the porch swing with my mom and having milk and cookies while we just talked. I still associated this swing with her and it just felt like comfort.

I set one foot down and pushed the swing slightly to rock it, sighing as I took a sip of tea and cradled the warmth close to me. I was so lost in my thoughts I didn’t even notice the door opening and Gram coming out until she sat beside me. I smiled softly at her and held the blanket out to her, wrapping it around her shoulders and snuggling into her side.