A Row of Bright Spines

I heard you say 'cool' earlier... so I thought I should take a few steps. The rug felt very soft under my round feet. I walked over to the low wooden shelf in the corner. There was a neat row of picture books resting against each other. Red, blue, yellow... just like a little rainbow. I hesitated for a moment, then reached out my short arm and gently tapped the corner of a bright orange book with my palm. It didn't fall. It just sat there quietly, making a soft thump.