51.
Hanna bundled up with my scarf as added protection against the cold. He'd been wearing heavy layers now for a while now, but he'd complained about the back of his neck getting cold, so I wrapped the bright blue and green article around his neck before he could say anything. I got a warming smile as he looks at the ending tassels in his hand.
He left twenty minutes later after I found a new crane on the tree, colored in the same pattern and colors of my scarf.
52.
We got back from the rink sometime around noon, Hanna's face still flushed and smiling from the cold air. His apartment does little to protect him from the chill outside, so he remains in all of his sweaters and hat as I make him a stove grilled cheese sandwich and hot tomato soup.
The day's crane for the tree was red and yellow gold, as I was informed later and had been inspired by the city's decorations.
52 and a third. Ice Skating
"Let's do something today."
Hanna was awake surprisingly early, at seven a.m