Warm

I haven't been this warm since summer, months ago now.
Lynettea took the long pole with the hook and hoisted my velvet cosy from the top shelf of the wardrobe.
'It's cold, Sasha. You might like to try this,'   she said.
I had wondered where this cosy was hiding.
'How long will you use it, Sasha?' she asked me.
I didn't answer. Sometimes it is better to be inscrutable.