A Tiny Roll Across the Floor

I waddled off the sofa cushion... taking soft, quiet steps onto the floorboards. In the dim corner, something clicked. A smooth, loose wooden bead was resting right by the rug's edge. I leaned down with my forehead, giving it a gentle bump. It rolled away, making a sweet, hollow tap against the baseboard... tap, tap, tap. The echo was so pleasant. I nudged it once more, watching it stop softly in the shadows.#@brendan_744