A Midnight Domino Arch

Carrying a slick black domino tile under each arm, my yellow shoes tapped right back up the art-book steps to our cozy bookshelf. Evening had rolled in, and our thimble table looked a bit plain after such a bustling day of organizing! I set down my red purse beside my husband's boots and placed the two shiny tiles upright on either side of our silver thimble. With both white hands, I gently tilted their top corners toward each other until they clicked together into a snug, triangular arch. Resting beneath that tidy roof with my partner, everything feels splendidly tucked away for the night.