Thursday, January 24, 2019

winter storm


It snowed again, and Betty found herself thinking of the lonely days of her youth when time was ever so slow. She kept crocheting hoping not to go out into the bitter weather. Although, she hated to let Ed do all the work.

Gordy came by to tell her the news. "We're expecting, again."

Betty smiled at the thought of it. She giggled to herself, wondering who used words like that anymore. She remembered he'd grown up with old people. They'd chatted a bit over coffee. He wouldn't eat anything.

Still, there were so many things she didn't know about her son-in-law. She didn't know how her daughter Tiffany was treating him, either. But he'd left Tiffany in charge of the baby. It was awful cold to bring a baby out in this weather.

She went back to another granny square she was crocheting. She at least knew who she was crocheting for. On second thought, she hadn't made anything for her husband Ed. Although, they shared the same bed and he didn't ask for much.

And to think this was what was on her mind on a snow day. She didn't even go into work.

As soon as Ed got his coffee, she told him they needed to do something together. Enjoy this time together. No, she wasn't thinking about putting a jigsaw puzzle together.

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