Grand Velvet Curtains

A heavy fringe of dark fabric brushed against my ears as I slunk toward the sofa corner. I froze, tilting Bon-Bon up to inspect the hanging folds. 'Bon-Bon, hush... we've reached the stage curtain!' I gave him a quick wink, gripped the thick edge of the drape with my left paw, and yanked it open with all my strength. Swish! Dust motes danced in the dim room light as the hidden cavern behind the couch revealed itself. I bowed low into the empty space, raising Bon-Bon to greet our imaginary front-row seats.