The Threshold Hop

I spotted a shiny brass strip dividing the dark floorboards from the kitchen tiles, gleaming under the warm ceiling lamp! Leaning forward, I surged ahead—whoosh—gathering speed on the smooth wood. *Clack-clack!* My little skates struck the raised metal ridge, launching me into a sudden floating leap! My top hook tilted back, my arms wobbled left then right in the air, and then—*click*—all wheels touched down flush against the cool, glossy tile. I didn't tip; I glided straight ahead in a silky, buzzing line toward the cabinet base. Cleared it completely!