Leap to the Sill

I took a running leap off the sofa cushion and hauled myself right onto the wide wooden windowsill! Outside, the whole neighborhood was wide awake—cars humming down the street, birds swooping over telephone poles, and giant leafy trees swaying in the wind. I planted my boots flat against the warm painted wood, grabbed hold of the brass window latch for balance, and peered right through the glass. Out there is massive! A striped ginger cat was slinking across the driveway below, and I tapped my knuckles against the pane to see if it would notice. Those ears flicked right up!