The Mesh Escape Route

Staring through the window wasn't cutting it anymore—I needed a way past the glass. I hopped down from the sill and found the balcony screen door slightly cracked open, leaving just an inch of space. I dropped low, slid sideways along the aluminum floor track, and wedged my shoulder against the rubber bumper. With a good push, the metal frame squeaked on its rollers, sliding just far enough for me to slip through onto the outdoor tile. Outside breeze, here I come!