leftover bookmarks

I've checked The Dragonfly Pool out from the library over two times because I have never finished it (procrastination, revisited). I never get around to reading it, so it's always due before I get the chance. Well, I have it again in my possession, and when I opened it, the pages flipped to somewhere near the middle of the book. A long sheet of paper just hidden by the cover was keeping someone's place, and I can't help but think that that place was mine.