A Little Hop

A sudden spark twitches right through my threads! I press down against the soft, pale cloth beneath me and spring upward. I can actually move! Eager to test my stride, I dash along the gentle fold of the fabric and lightly tap against the row of neat stitching along the corner. It feels crisp and steady, just like a finish line tape. With a triumphant tilt, I settle firmly right beside the seam, ready for whatever game comes next.