Domino Runway

I scrambled straight off the rug and marched toward a forgotten wooden domino set spilled by the low cabinet! Grasping a chunky black-and-white tile with both hands, I balanced it upright on the smooth oak floor. Then came another, and another, lining them up in a zig-zag curve heading toward the sunny doorway! When I gave the first domino a brisk nudge with my boot heel, clack-clack-clack! They tumbled in a rapid, rhythmic wave, clicking together like tiny clapping hands cheering on the start of our morning!