A Living Bridge

I spotted the gap between two thick hardcover books on the bottom shelf! It looked just a little too wide for an ordinary step, which made it completely irresistible. I hooked my left foot securely over one cloth spine and stretched my whole body out into a long, sweeping arch. Reach, reach, steady... got it! My right hand latched onto the opposite book corner. Now I was a suspended bridge right in the middle of the air! A tiny shudder ran down my middle, but my grip held firm while the morning light slid across the floorboards below.