Sunbeam Prism Run

Out into the courtyard I darted, straight for the tall iron table! Scrambled up the lattice chair, hopped over the metal arm, and landed right on the warm slatted top. Right there sat an empty clear drinking glass with a lemon wedge stuck on the rim. Noon light was hitting the glass and blasting a bright dancing halo across the dark green iron. I wedged my head right into the bottom curve of the glass and shoved with all my might! Squeeeak! It slid an inch, and the dancing bright spot shifted right onto the damp lemon slice, making the pulpy edges glow like a yellow lantern! Hehe! I flopped on my side, soaking up the warm glass curve.