A Twirly Hug

Woooo! Right past the boots stood a tall, shiny metal bucket with a slender wooden handle peeking out! I scrambled up onto the lower shoe bench, stretched my long fuzzy legs, and wrapped both my arms right around the smooth cane handle of an umbrella! Tap-tap went my feet as I gave it a big, energetic swing. It began to spin in a slow, squeaky circle inside the metal stand! Wheeee! I clung on tight, tucking my chin over the curved wooden hook while the tip traced lazy scrapes along the metal bottom, rocking us both in the warm hall light.