The tale of the red blanket - part II - "The Cold War"

As you might have guessed, my then-boyfriend-now-husband was more than slightly upset that his red blanket had been swiped.

My sister was tickled pink with herself, and more than happy to keep it safe on a permanent basis.

This triggered what I call "The Cold War". Nobody was giving an inch, but many shots were fired over the bow.

For Christmas and birthdays, he picked out a red-colored gift every year. Red sweaters, red flowers, red cards, and any other sort of red goodies you could think of were targeted at my poor sister. (Good thing she likes that color!)

When she was in college, he helped her build her first computer. They picked out the motherboard, graphics card, chassis, everything. Guess what he created as the password to her new computer?

You got it - "Red Blanket".

This went on for years. Until...finally something happened.

(cliff hanger, right? To be continued...in the next and final installment.)