A Slender Bookmark Tucked In

I waddled back home through the front hall and climbed onto the low wooden side table. Resting beside a warm ceramic mug was an open notebook with soft, unlined pages. Tucking my plush heart tight against my chest, I gently nudged a folded pastel envelope with my plush foot. Slide... slip! It slid between the two open leaves, marking the middle page with its crisp triangular flap. I rested my chin against the smooth paper edge, feeling the room quiet down around me as night settled in.