A Gentle Lean
Everything was quiet and soft. I felt a gentle warmth deep inside my plush middle, and then... a little wiggle. My stitched arms felt light. I turned slightly toward the white milk carton plush resting beside me on the sheet. Leaning in with a soft, quiet tilt, I nudged its cozy side. It didn't roll away; it just stayed right there with me, sharing the quiet afternoon sheets.