A Tiny Wiggle

My thumb had been stuck pointing high, frozen like a statue, until—whoosh! A sudden warm tingle hopped right down into my feet! I tried a wiggle, and my thumb actually dipped down and popped right back up. I'm moving! I really leaned over just a centimeter and reached out to give the little paper card in the figure's hand a soft tap. Crinkle! It made a crisp little sound in the quiet hallway. My soles are firmly on the cool floor, but every bit of me feels ready to bounce.