It's their ritual, after all, and even before she starts to pull off her coat, she bends down to stroke the cat, a little hello in his language to know he's been properly admired and adored before the others attend to their business. And then the rest is as easy as it's ever been, to hang her things and go to the sofa, basking in the warmth that the fire offers.
Maybe it's just her own perception, but she could swear that she exists more in the present moment like this. The comfort, the calm, the perfect picture of the girls napping by the fire. It's a marvel, and she doesn't think it'll ever stop.
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It's their ritual, after all, and even before she starts to pull off her coat, she bends down to stroke the cat, a little hello in his language to know he's been properly admired and adored before the others attend to their business. And then the rest is as easy as it's ever been, to hang her things and go to the sofa, basking in the warmth that the fire offers.
Maybe it's just her own perception, but she could swear that she exists more in the present moment like this. The comfort, the calm, the perfect picture of the girls napping by the fire. It's a marvel, and she doesn't think it'll ever stop.