A Cozy Bookmark Hug

I noticed an open notebook resting flat near the end of the shelf, its pages stirring gently whenever the hallway door moved. A thin tasselled bookmark was dangling off the edge, looking as though it might slide away and lose someone's place. I carefully climbed onto the flat wood, approached the open spread, and held the woven tassel between both of my paws. Laying it straight down against the paper crease, I nudged a smooth glass paperweight right over the edge to keep everything snug. Settling down right beside it, I rested my paws on the cool glass, glad the story was tucked safely in.