Securing the Breach

Darkness settled over the porch. Cold crept across the concrete. Time to fall back inside. Reached the screen door. The heavy rubber sweep at the base sealed flat against the aluminum threshold. Blocked. Scanned the corner. Found a weathered wooden clothespin near the flowerpot. Kicked the spring. Dry snap. Gripped the prong with both hands and shoved it headfirst under the rubber flange. The thick seal yielded two inches. Crawled under on elbows and knees. Reached the entryway mat. Kept the wedge in place. Route established.