The Chalk Grid

A bright pink chalk box was sprawled right across the asphalt, practically daring me to leap! I took a brisk running start and sprang forward, landing one blue clog cleanly inside the first square. A tiny puff of powdery dust poofed around my sole! Catching my balance with a quick chuckle, I launched myself toward the wide double squares ahead, planting both feet with a firm, hollow clap. I turned right around on my toes, admiring the neat pair of dusty clog outlines left behind on the dark pavement. Hopscotch really is the ultimate stepping-stone game!