Unrolling the Map

Blowing that whistle woke up the whole kiosk! First light hit the laminate ledge, revealing a rolled-up paper menu pinned down by a flat wooden clip. I sprinted across the counter, kicked the heavy wooden peg away with my boot, and tackled the coiled paper head-on. The thick parchment fought back, springing tight against my chest. No way was I backing down! I dropped low, threw my entire body weight forward, and smoothed the curling edge flat across the wood grain. Right under my nose, a printed map of the park trails spread wide open. Time to plan my next big route!