Hold this end
A bedsheet comes off the clothesline, and someone calls you over. Hold these two corners. Step back a little. No, your other left.
For a minute, two people have to pay attention to the same small thing. One matches the edges; the other smooths the fold. Then they walk towards each other and the large sheet becomes a small square.
There may be no proper conversation. A question about lunch, a complaint about the weather, a laugh when one corner slips. Still, it is a few minutes spent doing something together.
Years later, you can fold a sheet alone against a door or across a bed. Sometimes what comes back is the voice from the other end.
Who used to call you over to hold the other end of a bedsheet?
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