blanket.

I hid under a blanket in the corner, away from Him.

I was ashamed, I was tired, and I was done.

The old familiar courtyard.

Blue tile.

I knew I should I come out, but I couldn't. I couldn't move.

Instead of chide me, instead of coax me to move...

With flashlight in hand He knelt to where I was...

and He climbed under the blanket with me.

And we just sat there in silence.

...under the blanket-tent...just me and Him - and the light.

It was exactly what I needed.

He always knows exactly what I need.