A Ring on the Floor

I climbed down from the soft cushions and padded across the wooden floor. Near the base of the tall lamp, a heavy round switch rested on the black cord. It looked like a smooth plastic pebble with a tiny button on top. I knelt down carefully. With my thumb, I pressed down until it made a firm, satisfying snap. Instantly, a warm circle of amber light spilled across the boards around my knees. I sat back quietly, watching the little pool of brightness stay right where I made it appear.