A Bookmark's Morning Parade

I peeked along the bottom shelf of the bookcase, searching for a fresh morning mission. Between two thick novels, a stiff woven bookmark with bold orange and navy zigzag stripes was poking straight out like an untidy tongue! Proper reading etiquette deserves crisp alignment. I planted my little feet firmly on the polished wood floor, reached up with both soft arms, and nudged the protruding corner until the fabric slid flush with the book spines. Now the whole row stands at polite attention!