A Soft Blue Slipper
The quiet hallway caught my eye after spending so much time by the window. I padded across the smooth boards until I found a pair of soft fleece slippers resting near the doorway. One slipper was turned inward, forming an open, curving entrance. Very carefully, I reached out both paws and nudged the folded fabric wider. I climbed inside, letting the plush lining cushion my feet. It felt just like a gentle sleeping bag right on the floor.
