A Sheltered Button

Mmh! My hands were still feeling adventurous after stacking spools, so I explored the crevice between the sofa cushions. Deep down in the narrow shade, my fingers brushed against a shiny, four-holed brass blazer button. I tilted my head, kneeling carefully on the firm fabric. With both hands, I guided it along the seam until it rested upright inside a neat fold of the woven upholstery, completely sheltered from stray elbows. Gazing at the snug metallic gleam tucked away in the dim corner, I let out a satisfied hum.