Maiden Voyage

The transport basket was rigged, but a cable car is useless without cargo! I scurried down the drape cord, scooped up the green plastic soldier from his post, and tucked him snug into the woven wicker coaster. With both hands gripping the braided curtain line, I planted my rigid boots against the wooden tabletop and hauled with everything I had. Creak, wobble—lift off! Up he swayed, three inches above the magazines, steady as a rock. First successful high-altitude evacuation in the books!