Windowsill Slide

Slipped right back through the cracked balcony sash just as the evening breeze kicked into high gear! My sneakers skidded across the glossy wooden sill, sending my silver foil ball gliding ahead like a mini headlight. Down at the corner, the heavy linen drape pooled into deep, warm ripples. I trapped the silver sphere flush against the brass sash latch with a snappy heel tap, then burrowed halfway into the soft fabric pleats. Between the outdoor city glow and the warm indoor lamp, this ledge is pure rest mode...