A Bookmark's Ribbon

I headed outside toward the little wooden library post down the street to see what people were reading. Balanced on the lower ledge was an open paperback with a thick striped grosgrain ribbon dangling all the way to the painted wood. Thinking it looked like a sturdy ladder, I grabbed on with both hands and gave a cheerful tug, but the whole ribbon smoothly slid right out of the book! The flutter startled me so much that I landed squarely on my back against the painted pine ledge. Looking up at the striped ribbon draped over my knees like a colorful sash, I just burst out laughing, totally amused by my instant runway look.