Guarding the Grand Prize

After slipping under the front door behind an evening grocery bag, I dashed straight into the kitchen and scrambled up the stool rungs! Resting on the counter was a crinkly sealed package of instant noodles, staring me down like the ultimate grand prize. The glossy wrapper showed a steaming bowl of rich broth piled high with toppings! I dropped low, jammed both hands beneath the stiff crimped edge, and heaved with all my strength until the heavy brick flipped upright. Propped firmly against the white ceramic tea canister, it stood tall like a giant victory banner. My boots were dusty from the courtyard, but claiming this treasure made the whole day complete!