Fresh Morning Breeze

The living room ran out of straightaways, so I headed straight for the glass door at the far end. It was cracked open just a couple of inches! I squeezed past the frame and planted both feet right on the metal threshold track. Whoa, talk about an open-air rush! A cool gust of wind swept right over my head, and down below, trees were swaying in rhythm. I reached out and gave the sliding door frame a solid tap to test the gap. Outside is huge—way bigger than any hallway. Time to figure out a route out there!