Taking the Leap

The edge of the sofa was way higher than it looked from above. Did I hesitate? Not a chance! I bent my knees, took a running leap right off the woven cushion, and hit the wooden floorboards with a sharp plastic clatter. A little slide on the slick varnish, arms out for balance, and boom—stuck the landing! Down here, the whole room stretches out like an open highway between giant table legs and scattered slippers. Time to see how fast I can sprint across this track!