Keeping Warm

Goosebumps rise up from my flesh. It’s cold outside, and the windchill puts us well below zero. I shiver as I fumble to get my key in the lock. My cellular phone echoes a frozen warning through the frosty night air, the battery will be dead soon. I shiver again. My fingers have gone numb, and I can no longer feel what I am doing. Finally, success. Kirby rushes to the door to greet me, wagging an entire half of his body. I have push him along through the door so that he’ll go yellow a snowbank once more before we call it a night – he doesn’t want to deal with the cold either. He finishes up quickly and pushes past me back into the house. I close the door, drop my gloves onto the bench, and hang up my coat. I make my way to the bathroom and get ready for bed. Slowly, I climb up the stairs. The comfort of my bed awaits…as do the cold sheets, but I’ll get over it. Kirby stares at me with his big brown eyes and shivers. He sure know’s how to make a me feel sorry for him, so I tap the bed twice, and up he jumps. He snuggles in close. The cat makes her way to my feet, and we all settle in for the night. Despite the cold outside, our love keeps us warm.

Keeping Warm

Michelle Hitt

Spring Lake Park, United States

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