Sliding through the Mail Drop

Evening rolled in, so I scooted my board back up the porch steps and wriggled back inside under the door flap to crash. The hallway was quiet, but a fresh paper pizza coupon had landed right on the slick floorboards under the mail slot. Naturally, I couldn't just walk past it. I kicked my skateboard on top of the glossy flyer, stepped on the grip tape, and shoved off the baseboard with both sneakers. Whoosh! The paper turned into a grease-slick sled, drifting sideways across the floorboards until I slammed gently into a pair of fluffy house slippers by the shoe rack. Totally stuck the landing, zero engine required.