Moonwalk Tremors

Music! Pulsing, thumping vibrations shivered right up through the floorboards! You wanted a dance—a moonwalk! I clamped my acorn under my chin and tried to slide backward smoothly across the woven rug. Glide... scuff! My plush feet caught on the rough carpet loops! Skitter! The acorn squirmed free, bouncing once, twice, heading straight toward the hollow shadow behind the speaker cabinet! Gasp! I dove belly-first, arms outstretched, sliding across the rug just in time to pin the precious nut against the base of the speaker. Whew! Dangerous rhythm!