A Cozy Crevice

I shuffled away from the still green pig and spotted a gap between two thick books on the lowest shelf. It was dark and narrow, just my size. I peeked inside, murmuring softly under my mask, then tilted my head to judge the clearance. Stepping carefully, I slipped between the smooth book spines until my back rested against the cool wooden rear wall. From inside this snug hollow, only a sliver of the brightly lit room remained visible. I tucked my small hands in and settled down, perfectly hidden and safe.