A Silver Runway

I tucked the heavy roll of reflective silver tape under one mitt and waddled over to the low wooden stair handrail. Gripping the shiny tape tab with both hands, I pulled back firmly. Rrrriiiip! A brilliant metallic ribbon stretched out, catching the afternoon sunbeams slicing across the stone floor. Leaning my round body against the polished timber, I smoothed the gleaming band flat along the railing with both plush palms. It turned the entire banister into a radiant docking track! I leaped backward on both feet, nod-nodding vigorously, and gave an energetic double-arm pump to salute my freshly completed runway.#Wobbly_life