Grid Squeeze

A tiny square grid caught my attention right between two thick hardcovers. Perfect fit! I leaned down, aimed my big round head, and shoved forward. The paper covers pinched my plush cheeks tight. Squeeze, push, kick! Pop! I broke through to the hollow space behind the row of books. In the dust and quiet, there was a shiny metal binder clip propped open. I snapped my stubby foot right into the silver loop. New helmet? No, shiny armor for my leg! I stomped proudly along the hidden ledge.