In a desk drawer, Maggie found the address of her store, The Nest. She knew exactly where it was located, in an old part of town that was filled with cute little shops. She loved that part of town! She figured one of the unfamiliar keys on her key ring was for the store. She got in her car—which was also spotless!—and drove to The Nest.
The window display was gorgeous. She had done that? A bell tinkled overhead when she opened the door and lovely scents from candles on a shelf filled her nose. She sighed deeply and hit a nearby light switch. It was beautiful! This was exactly the kind of store she would have if she had a store.
I do have a store, she realized. Maggie wandered through the store, running her hands over the soft table linens and picking up the decorative plates to look at. There were wall hangings and candlesticks and pieces of furniture. She loved everything about the store. She was glad she’d had a good Christmas season.
After getting home from the store, Maggie spent a little more time on the quilt. She wondered what she was going to do with it when it was finished. Her mind even started wandering to new patterns she’d like to try, now that she had more time.
Suddenly she felt guilty. She had been enjoying herself for the last several hours. She wanted her family back, she did! It was just wonderful to quilt…
Finally, Maggie decided to go to bed. The silent house seemed too quiet and her mind was too conflicted. She lay in bed for a few minutes before she fell asleep. I want my family back she said over and over in her mind. She hoped someone was listening.
She wanted them back.