First Step on the Hill

A sudden spark hit my sneakers! I shook my head, broke free from the freeze, and leaned right into my toes. The quilted mattress felt just like soft turf underfoot. Spotting a folded slope of green cloth rising behind me, I kicked one foot back, tested my grip, and pressed a gloved fist straight into the fabric fold. It gave way with a rustle, solid enough to launch from. Ready to roll!