Hardcover Ramp Drop

I scrambled straight to the edge of the mattress, looked down at the drop, and spotted the ultimate exit route: a thick hardcover book leaning at a sweet slope against the nightstand! I dropped into a low crouch, gripped my knees, and pushed off the woven quilt. Whoosh! Slid right down that glossy dust jacket like a mini ski slope and stick-landed onto the smooth wooden tabletop with a crisp plastic clatter! Shell intact, zero wobbles, total style points!