A Soft Blue Bookmark

I leaned against a stack of thick paperbacks resting on the carpet. Near the bottom shelf, a slender ribbon of blue woven silk fluttered slightly in the quiet evening air. I paused, taking a steady breath to watch it sway. Then, stepping forward with deliberate care, I took the soft tip between my hands and gently tucked it flat between two heavy paper pages. Tap, tap... smooth. The book holds it snug now, like a quiet secret.