Peeking at me from under an embroidered dish towel was a used book . Again it was one of those times where I was told to just pick it up without knowing why . Not voices in my head but good old intuition .

Question: Where did the book most likely come from ?
Answer: None of the above choices .The writer asked to borrow it from the library this week .The writer purchased it and then forgot about it .The writer purchased it this morning .