A Gentle Slide Across Polished Metal: Part 48

I popped free from my circular felt pad and bounced across the floorboards to greet the morning. Resting completely flat on the low entryway threshold—wide open with no tubs or containers anywhere—was a heavy, polished brass shoehorn lying across a clean cotton runner. With a buoyant chirp, I gathered my spring and landed right along its long, smooth metal curve! My pliable base flattened against the cool brass, and the slick surface sent me gliding effortlessly from one end to the other like a tiny green toboggan. Overcast London light washed through the transom above, mirroring spotless golden ripples straight through all my glitter. #Squishmallows #Squishydumpling #Squish #SquishyToys @cataww234