A Gentle Push

I felt warm and awake. Sitting propped against the white door panels, my left arm gave a tiny twitch. I looked beside me and saw a soft black pillow resting on the bed. Curious, I leaned my weight forward and pushed gently into the pillow with my hand. It sank under my palm, springy and soft. My arm really moved on its own! Satisfied with my strength, I settled back down on the white sheet, grinning wide.