
It was the middle
of winter, and late at night.
The snow lay silvery white in the moonlight and, far
away in the forest, an owl hooted in the cold winter darkness.
Cosy in her nest, Millie snuggled deeper under
her thistledown blanket and sighed sleepily.
All of a sudden, there was a knocking at the door.
Millie leapt out of bed and scurried across the
floor - who on earth could it be?
She opened the door, and there stood Matilda, her
teeth chattering with cold.
"Oh, Millie,"
Matilda wailed, "A great big animal stood on my nest, and
squashed it flat."
"Oh!" Millie gasped, "How awful!"
"And now I've got no home," Matilda's
almost began to cry.
Millie pulled Matilda
in through the doorway.
"Come in where it's warm," She said
kindly.
Millie bustled off to the kitchen and came back
with a large mug full of hot sweet bramble juice.
"There," She said, "That'll warm
you up a bit."
"You're so kind,"
Said Matilda, "I don't deserve it after being so horrid
to you."
"Never you mind about that," declared
Millie, "Let's get you tucked up nice and warm."
Millie opened a cupboard
and pulled out a great big soft thistledown quilt.
"There," She spread the quilt on the
floor in front of the fire, "You can sleep next to me."
Matilda snuggled under the quilt.
She felt warm and safe, almost as if the little
nest had put its arms around her and given her a great big comforting
hug.
Moments later, she was fast asleep.
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