Step, Lift, Sway

Step, tap, slide. My feet padded over the cool, pale tiles, making quiet little squeaks with every turn. Right on the bottom bar of the shoe bench rested a small, sturdy red canvas bag. Ah! It had two wide cloth handles, looped neatly in the air. I leaned down and slid my fingers through the straps. Tug, tug... lift! It swung lightly against my side with a soft, gentle sway as I took three rhythmic paces across the floor. Ooh! A bright, melodic hum bubbled right up in my chest.