Comfort

The sounds are the first to penetrate the fog of her sleepy mind. It is warm in her cocoon of blankets and she can hear the rain as it pounds outside the window. He is making something in the kitchen and the banging of the pots combines with the rain to lull her in her warm daze. On the tv Michigan is playing Ohio. The whistle from the referee joins in the chorus. The smell of the sauce reaches her and she snuggles happily deeper into the blankets. All of this before she even opens her eyes. She smiles and dozes on.