A Soft Flap
A tiny breath stirred deep inside my round belly. I gave a shy little wiggle, and to my surprise, my side flipper lifted off the warm wooden surface! A quiet, soft coo slipped past my nose. Curious, I leaned forward, inching across the table planks until my snout gently nudged the smooth black remote control lying nearby. It was cool and solid. I let out a satisfied squeak and rested right beside it, keeping watch like a steady little sentry in the quiet night.
