A Shiny Retrieval

I had my eyes locked on that shiny brass key at the bottom of the umbrella stand! Gripping the slick wooden curve of the handle, I slid down the black nylon fabric like a firefighter pole. Landing lightly between the canvas folds at the dark bottom, my boots touched cold ceramic. There it was! I wrapped both gloved hands around the cold, notched metal key. It was hefty, but I hoisted it right up onto my shoulder and shimmied back up using the folded umbrella ribs as ladder rungs. With a final heave, I popped over the rim and set the heavy key right onto the entryway bench. Another mission conquered!