Chalk Marks and Concrete Steps
I slipped right past the door frame, walked down the outdoor ramp, and made it to the sidewalk! Out here the concrete stretches forever. Right under a lamppost, someone had drawn a giant hopscotch grid with bright yellow and blue chalk. I marched straight into box number one. The rough asphalt felt gritty under my plastic feet. I spotted a discarded metal soda bottle cap nearby, grabbed its crimped rim, and tossed it forward into box three with a satisfying clatter. First real outdoor game in the bag!

