David's Blanket continued

I gave David the afghan that I had worked on for many nights. I was hoping it would not seem silly to him and that he would realize that with every square of the blanket I was thinking of him. I worried for nothing. When I gave it to him he said that it was beautiful and he really did not know what to say. I could tell that he was not used to receiving gifts. We really did not talk about it much after that during that evening. The next time I saw David was at a Wednesday dinner. He told me that the blanket was perfect and that it kept him warm and that he really liked it. That made me very happy to know that I could make his life a little nicer.