Spinning Top

I leaned forward slowly and bumped a painted wooden spinning top resting on its side. Wobble, whirr! It hopped upright onto its metal tip, spinning in a dizzy blur of red and yellow stripes across the polished shelf. I paused, blinking as the hum slowed to a lazy, tilting dance. Click-clack, flop. It settled flat against a stack of clean linen napkins. Mmm! I shuffled close, pressed my round belly against the smooth, still wood, and let out a mild hum.