"Honey, that's a really nice quilt you put on our bed," John Thomas said in admiration to Maggie.
"Well, thank you. It was made by my grandma and aunt." she stated. She then began to explain how she got the quilt. "It was the day my sister came back home for a visit and brought her wierd boyfriend along. She decided she wanted to take alot of our prized posessions along with her. I was in the kitchen at the time. I was praying she wouldnt ask for my quilt, but of course she did. I didn't put up a fight. I figured Mama would give Dee her way like she always does. But I guess something inside of her led her to realize that I have feelings too, and that Dee doesnt always deserve her way. She sat me on the bed, gave me a big hug, snatched the quilt out of Dee's hand & gave it to me. It was like God finally answered my prayers. My mother finally showed me love over Dee." & as Maggie remembered, she shed a little tear of happiness. John hugged her, and they curled up together underneath the big, comfy, homemade quilt.
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