A Cozy Evening Station

I rolled our red fire truck right up beside plush Barney's lap, parking it neatly on the living room rug. Night was settling in, so I fetched the red-and-yellow glass marble from the windowsill and set it right on top of Barney's green plush knee like a little beacon. When I clicked the floor lamp's low switch, the golden light beamed straight through the glass, casting warm amber and crimson ripples all over the carpet and across my mini twin's cheerful face. Barney looked so cozy holding guard over our sleepy truck. I curled up right next to my twin's soft shoulder, ready to dream about tomorrow's rescues.