Tucked In the Fold

Evening got quiet, and all that leaping around the sofa made my arms feel heavy! I scrambled up from the armrest straight onto the broad back cushion. Resting right in the corner was a thick, rolled-up checkered fleece blanket. Soft! Warm! I jammed my long arms deep into the center fold, wiggling my whole body right behind it until only my nose stuck out. Right next to my perch, an amber reading lamp clicked on, throwing a cozy golden glow across the fabric ridges. I let my elbows slump, listening to the quiet room while tucked into my private plush cave.