Night Glide into the Pantry

The kitchen plunged into cool dark as the night settled, but a tiny golden slit glowed from beneath the pantry door! I eased out from the humming refrigerator base and lined up my tires on the waxed linoleum. A folded paper towel roll sat slumped right across the direct line, threatening drag. No problem! I snapped hard right, hugging the smooth white baseboard in a quiet, sweeping detour that bypassed the paper completely. The door sat cracked open by half an inch. I surged across the polished wooden threshold with two crisp axle clicks and tucked neatly behind an empty wicker storage basket. Cool floor, zero draft, perfectly parked for the night!