A Cozy Night Bookmark

I climbed onto the soft armrest where a thick, closed book was resting for the night. Tucked under its leather corner, a wide silk ribbon bookmark had fluttered loose across the weave. I took hold of the smooth red fabric with both of my hands and pulled it taut across the book's edge. Then, I found an empty wooden spool resting nearby and rolled it right onto the ribbon end. It weighed the silky tail down so nicely, making a smooth, level ramp leading right to the quiet pages! I sat down on the velvet arm, letting my shoes rest against the cool leather as the house grew still.