Tactical Hammock

Squeezed right past the sliding screen door onto the warm balcony tiles—finally, fresh outdoor air! I spotted a metal laundry rack standing tall in the light and figured it was prime real estate for an aerial balance check. I scrambled up the wire frame, took two quick hops along the top rail, and skidded right off a slick hinge. Total wipeout? Not a chance! I dropped straight down and landed stomach-first into a thick, sun-warmed yellow towel hanging below. It folded right around me like a suspended hammock. Midday patrol can wait; my stuffing definitely needs a solar recharge.