The Story of Cinderella

The snow had stopped by the time we left the hospital. Maddie insisted on trying to use the crutches they gave her to get to the truck, but gave up after six steps. She was asleep in my arms before I even opened her door. The drive back was quiet and warm and clear. After putting Maddie to bed he decided to investigate the chimney. He poked his head into the opening of the fireplace with a flashlight. Nothing but dust came out.