Encore on the Baseboard

Every headliner needs an intimate after-hours set! I slipped behind the sofa cushions and found the heavy brass base of the standing lamp—a ready-made ring for late-night magic. Resting on the cord was an abandoned red plastic bottle cap and a shiny nickel. I tipped the nickel into the cap, rolled it across the rounded metal rim with a flick of my toes, and watched it spin like a miniature carnival roulette wheel! When it rattled to a stop tails-up, I gave a deep bow to the empty carpet. Curtain call complete!