A Pop-Up Ambush

I marched straight into the neighborhood bookstore, determined to inaugurate an intellectual renaissance atop the low display table. Before me lay a colossal pop-up storybook with gilded edges. Gripping the heavy cardstock corner with both hands, I threw my entire weight into turning the page. *Whoosh!* An elaborate, multi-tiered paper castle erupted straight out of the crease, fluttering folded battlements and nudging my curlers! I froze in breathless shock, flinging both hands toward the ceiling as paper turrets loomed directly over my slippers. The terrifying velocity of modern literature is utterly uncalled for... so I dramatically slumped against a carved wooden bookend to recover my composure... *sighhh*.