A Heavy Fist Drops

Whoa! My arms weren't stuck frozen near my chin anymore—real strength surged right down into them. I let out a hearty grunt, shook my shoulders, and brought one heavy plush fist down. Thud! My knuckles tapped against the smooth plastic corner of the white handheld console sitting just beside my foot. The neat little click echoed softly in the quiet nook. Ha! These hands really move! I planted both feet firmly against the banana-printed cloth, puffed out my chest, and took in the whole shelf.