A Snug Glass Bell: Part 11

Evening was settling over the garden, so I bounced back toward the house and squeezed beneath the kitchen back door to get warm. Near the counter sat a glass butter dish with its dome tilted slightly on a clean wooden cutting board. I gave a buoyant hop and slid myself right underneath the dome! The cool glass sealed around me in a rounded, cozy pocket. When the warm kitchen pendant light clicked on above, the smooth glass curved the golden light all around my sides, making every speck of glitter inside me flare with a quiet, sleepy spark. #Squishys @cataww234