A Fort of Soft Cushions

I spotted three big, fluffy couch cushions stacked in a corner, and Elmo knew just what to do! I grabbed the bottom one with both hands and pushed with all my might until it slid beneath the coffee table. Then I wriggled right inside! The dark space under the wood turned into the coziest hidden cave. My fuzzy elbows bumped softly against the polished table legs while I lined up my empty hands to peek through a tiny cushion gap. When I called out a big cheerful to test the Voice walls, Elmo giggled so hard! It feels like my very own secret hideout!