A Soft Tumble

I walked away from the breezy doorway and found a smooth wooden coaster resting near the sofa leg. Balanced on top of it was a single wooden thread spool. I took a slow step forward and nudged the rounded spool with my nose. It rolled quietly off the coaster, leaving a faint spiral of beige thread across the carpet. I lowered my chin onto the soft floor beside the still spool, watching the thread settle into the quiet room.