The Heel Surprise

I shuffled across the smooth floorboards over to the woven entryway mat. A pair of oversized gray felt slippers was resting neatly by the baseboard. Dark, hollow caves. Perfect. I leaned forward and stuffed my head right into the left one. Deep in the fuzzy toe, my mouth bumped into something hard and cold. A stray metal paperclip. I gripped it between my teeth, backed out slowly, and carefully nudged it flat onto the inner heel bed instead. Right where a foot will press down first thing. Heh. A crunchy little surprise. That Is not how she sounds