Midnight Tin Rhythms

I tiptoed right toward the bottom pantry shelf because... well, a shiny round cookie tin was sitting wide open! I just had to see what was lurking inside. I scrambled up onto the shelf, leaned way over the rim, and—clatter! My foot bumped the loose metal lid, sending it spinning across the tile with a bright, ringing *ting-ting-ting*! I froze for a second, then peeked down into the tin. No cookies at all, but wow... a pile of crinkly foil cupcake liners and one tiny brass thimble! I popped the thimble right onto my thumb and gave the empty tin an echoey tap.