A Gentle Grip

Click. A tiny warmth spread down to my toes. I tested a slight wobble, hearing the smooth plastic tap against the tablecloth. Then, a quiet tug! Right beside me, a blue companion rested with an arm hooked gently into mine. I gave my yellow arm a light lift to see if it would move. It did! Our interlocking hands swayed in a neat, balanced rhythm without coming apart. What a steady, cheerful little connection to start with.