He had the audacity to tell me NO, take the quilt from my hands, and set it back on the couch. “That quilt has to stay in the house on the couch,” he said.
“Why?” I asked. “We have plenty of snuggle quilts in the house.”
“Ya,” he replied, “and none of them are long enough to cover my feet anymore.”
I stared at him, up at him. Continued at www.amyisaman.wordpress.com.