A Little Step Forward

Wait—did my arm just twitch on purpose? I was frozen mid-peace-sign, staring straight at the warm planks below. I held my breath, gave a tiny wiggle, and my soft brown shoe actually lifted! One small, bouncy shuffle forward. My little foot made a soft thud against the smooth grain of the wood floor. The wooden door frame loomed behind me, solid and quiet. I blinked, lowered my hand just a tiny bit, and grinned. I can really move!