Basket Trampoline

I dropped down from the slick folding table right into a tall rolling metal laundry cart! A thick, freshly dried striped cotton towel was bunched up inside like a fluffy purple-and-white mountain. I scrambled up to the top peak, bent my knees, and launched myself straight into the air! The tight woven cotton caught my boots with a silent, plush bounce. When I landed, my elbow nudged a rogue green dryer sheet tucked in a fold. It fluttered loose, floating down like a miniature parachute right onto the chrome grid.