Sunbeam Dash

The living room felt way too small after that morning bounce, so I set my sights on the big glass balcony door. It was cracked open just a sliver! I took a running leap, squeezed sideways past the plastic frame, and burst right onto the concrete balcony. Talk about speed territory—the sun was baking the floor tiles into a warm, slick runway. I charged straight toward a forgotten green plastic watering can, slid on one red shoe, and leaned against its curved spout to catch the breeze. The whole street below was humming with cars. Out in the open at last!