Night Shed Depot

The overhead room lights clicked off, leaving only a soft amber glow from the hallway. Time to find a proper shed for the night! I rolled straight under the low shelf of the wooden sideboard. It was dim and snug, but a discarded thick wool sock was blocking the back end of my siding. I revved my wheels, lowered my front buffer, and gave a solid, determined shove! The heavy sock bunched back easily, creating a perfect bumper block. Now my wheels are resting still, parked squarely in my cozy dark berth until morning.