Spring-Loaded Launch

Morning air smelled like open turf, so I bolted past the entryway console and slipped right through the cracked front door. Parked beside the porch railing was a tall wire umbrella stand holding a black walking umbrella. Talk about a prime launchpad! I grabbed the curved wooden handle, scrambled onto the canopy ribs, and spotted the metal release button near the neck. One swift stomp with my right sneaker heel—BAM! The spring loaded open with a loud thwack, popping the fabric wide and launching me straight up onto the porch handrail. Landed on both feet, zero wobble!