Conquering the Giant Cushion

The dark settled in, but that tall mountain of cushions on the sofa dared me to climb! I sprinted across the knit blanket and hurled myself upward, gripping the rough woven fabric with all my strength. My feet slipped on the slick corduroy once, twice—thud! Right onto my rear. But I bounced straight back up, dug in harder, and scrambled over the ridge. Now perched at the very summit, nestled right against the cozy corduroy warmth, the whole room spreads out below. Victory!