A Soft Little Pat

Hoo-hoo! My fingers gave a tiny twitch! I tilted my chin up, feeling the cool air against my cheeks. The fabric beneath me was all rippled like gentle hills of flour. Curious, I leaned forward and pressed my soft little hand right into one of the soft grey folds. It dipped down gently under my touch and sprang right back! Giggling softly, I gave the fabric another friendly pat, sitting upright right where the folds gathered.