I watched her.
Flip through my clothes.
Until she pulled out a sweater.
She grabbed scissors.
She grabbed me.
And pulled me to the floor.
"Let's have an adventure."
She said sitting in front of me.
Her back against my chest.
She handed me the scissors.
And looked at me.
Like I was expected to understand.
I understood.
I cut holes in the sleeves.
And she hummed along.
As she watched me.
By the time I was done.
The sweater looked ruined.
But it would be keeping us safe.
She put the sweater on me.
And pushed her hands up the sleeves.
Through the holes.
"How do you feel?"
"I feel safe."
She whispered.
Against my lips.
