After finishing her shift at the store, Rose went back home and headed straight to her room to lie down in bed. She was exhausted. Her ankles were swollen, and she was so sleepy that she could barely keep her eyes open. The red wool sweater hand-knitted by her grandmother, Molly, was like a big blanket. She rested her head on the pillow, snuggled into the folds of the sweater, and closed her eyes.