Kelly
After sleeping as much as she could, Kelly, under strict orders from Carrowyn to relax if she wanted to continue her research on breaking the curse, had decided to work on the baby blanket in the living room. Carrowyn couldn’t complain, she thought to herself as she switched colors on the blanket in order to add a couple of rows of blue before switching back. Her feet were up on the coffee table, she was reclining at an angle on a comfy couch with a velvety soft blanket thrown over her, reruns of some of her favorite shows were playing on the TV at a low volume so she didn’t wake her still sleeping grandmother. The only thing that might not be considered resting was her crocheting. It kept her mind semi-occupied with counting while her hands deftly moved her hook through the yarn. Y
