Happy Friday everyone! It’s been quite the week for me. I’ve been out of work with back trouble, in a lot of pain. As in, I haven’t even been reading that much (GASP) pain! It happens once or twice a year and has for over ten years now. But the weather has been even more wacky than my back. The week started chilly, in the 30’s. Then we had two days that were in the upper 60’s and lower 70’s. And Thursday? Back down to 30, plus a good three inches of wet, heavy snow. I just have one question. Is it spring yet?
But, back to the reason we are here, to talk about books! This week I’m sharing a book that I am about to start reading for a book tour. This author happens to write fantastic books, and looks great in costume (saw her at CFRR!). I love seeing her photos on social media as well, all dressed up and fancy with her fancy hats! I’m talking about the wonderful Carrie Turansky and her latest release Across The Blue. I have just been itching to start reading this and I’m so glad the time is here!
Today’s First Line is…….
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Isabella Grayson’s shoes sank into the plush red carpet of Broadlands’ south hall, and she released a soft sigh.
And now it’s your turn to share your first line! Grab the book nearest to you and share the first line in the comments. Don’t forget to check out what everyone else is reading at Hoarding Books!
I can’t wait to read this one! Hope your back is better and that you are having a good day!
Happy Friday!!
My FLF comes from a book I’m hoping to get to soon, Looking for a Hero by Debbie Macomber.
Savannah Charles watched the young woman wandering around her bridal shop, checking prices and looking more discouraged by the moment. Her shoulders slumped and she bit her lip when she read the tag on the wedding gown she’d selected.
Have a great weekend!!
“Hi, everyone,” the young woman with the rounded belly on a stick-thin frame, long blond hair, and large haunted eyes, began.
FIFTH NIGHT
By Kathi Daley
My first line us from Fugitive Spy by Jordyn Redwood:
As CIA spy Casper English crossed the threshold into the abandoned home, the faint wheezes of a man teetering on death whispered just above the gusting snowstorm.
I read and lived Across the Blue!