A Gentle Support

I woke seated steadily on the soft leather cushion. In my lap rested a small plush baby, leaning quietly against my chest. Feeling a warm weight in my hands, I carefully tested the movement of my fingers. They answered softly. With measured care, I gently curved my right hand around the little companion's back, making sure it remained balanced and secure. The quiet room felt reassuring, and I settled into my hold, content to keep watch.