A Gentle Tug

I... I blinked. The soft fabric underneath felt quiet and still. Beside me sat another plush figure in red and white overalls, resting quietly. I hesitated, then slowly curled the soft fingers of my right glove. They really moved! Carefully, wanting to make sure everything was in place, I leaned forward just an inch and gave the little cardboard tag dangling between us a light, cautious nudge. It rustled softly against the bedspread. It seems... I am really here.