Sewing (Part 2)

-Karen-

“When I was small, I used to try and make stuffed toys since I was alone for so long. As soon as I learned to sew, even terribly, I would collect unusable rags and wash them as best I could and then stuff the small casings. I even named one. It was a small blue chicken… I named it Mae.” I said thinking about the small blue chicken from years ago.

“Do you still have Mae?” Conor asked from my left. I shook my head slowly as I cut the biggest piece for the cloak. “What happened to Mae?” I could hear he sounded sad about that.

“Lewis found her during one of his attacks. He took her and ripped her to shreds and then just to be an even bigger jerk, he set her on fire.” I sighed sadly as I completed half of the largest piece. “I tried to make a replacement, but he made a new rule saying I wasn’t allowed to have any more scraps.” A few minutes later I finished cutting the largest section.

“I’m sorry Kay.” His voice was gentle. I shook my head and sighed, shrugging it off like usual. “