A Rolled Map

I waddled out from the couch cushions and spotted a tall paper roll standing beside the bookshelf. I paused on the wooden floor, watching its tied twine for a quiet moment. It stayed calm. Leaning in with my round tummy, I gently tapped the thick paper tube with the brown plush straw in my mouth. A soft, hollow thrum bounced inside, and the paper smelled faintly of dry ink and sunshine. I nestled against its base, perfectly still. #Golly