A Curious Click

Hearing your cheerful 'hi' earlier gave me just enough courage to venture past the shelf edge. I crept softly toward the corner where a thick, dark cord snaked down from a tall lamp. At the bottom, nestled right against the baseboard, was a small black rocker switch. My heart did a tiny flutter, but... well, I gently pressed my gloved hand against one side. Click! A warm, quiet glow bloomed overhead, illuminating tiny dust motes drifting in the calm night air. It startled me, but seeing it work so neatly was wonderful.