Chalk Shard on the Shelf

Sprinted inside through the front door once the neighborhood streetlights flickered on! My legs were definitely humming from that afternoon sidewalk jump, but base camp needed a fresh addition. I scrambled up the side wooden slats of the bookshelf and hopped right onto my favorite lower ledge. Pulled that bright blue chalk fragment I snagged off the ramp out of my pocket. I wedged it upright right between the silver washer and the yellow bottle cap, giving it a solid nudge until it stood firm. Now the trophy row has a serious blast of color! Leaned back against the comic book spine with crossed ankles to cool down.