I need to start writing these earlier... I fell asleep on a kitchen chair for an hour, so I suppose I can add that to my total sleep. Thank you to everyone who's reviewed! I need to be better at keeping on track with responding. You are all lovely and clever and I appreciate your words very much. Today's prompt is also from Poseidon God of the Seas: Snowflakes.
Mrs. Hudson wandered amongst the crowd of boys, ruffling hair and touching shoulders with words of encouragement. The air was filled with snicking scissors and rustling paper, underlined by murmurs of concentration.
They were all taking this very seriously.
"Mrs. 'Udson?" Jamie, one of the youngest, tugged her sleeve and looked up with wide blue eyes. "Did I make it right?"
He held up his snowflake, shy.
With gentle fingers, she unfolded it. A smile crossed her face. "Yes, Jamie. It's beautiful. I like what you did right there, see? It's very nice."
"Me 'and slipped," he mumbled. "Are ye sure it's no' rubbish?"
"Oh, no," she said gravely. "Not rubbish at all. I think it's perfect."
His small face lit up with pleasure. "Perfect?"
"Perfect." She smoothed his hair, surveying her busy crafters fondly. "Who else is finished?"
Nearly every hand went up.
"Wonderful." Mrs. Hudson regarded the boys warmly. "Bring them all to the window, and we'll hang them."
With great care, the shapes were taped up. Mrs. Hudson gave each boy a scone to eat and one to slip away for later, then they huddled around the fire with piles of blankets, chattering excitedly.
Mrs. Hudson pulled Jamie into her lap and smiled at the front window.
Their motley little assortment of snowflakes made the world look very bright.