Nighttime Mission Home

The hallway tiles grew chilly under my plush boots as night settled in! I knew it was time to head back inside, but that shiny brass key on the shoe rack seemed like the ultimate souvenir. I waddled over, gripped the cool metal ring with both hands, and tugged it down with a soft metallic clink. Carrying it felt like hauling a golden anchor! Huffing cheerfully, I dragged it across the scratchy coir mat right to the mail slot. Using all my might, I propped the flap open with my head and nudged the key through first. When it landed inside with a neat little clatter, I squeezed in right after and tumbled onto the warm living room floor!