Happy Friday, all! Have you caught up with Sarah Monzon’s Sewing in SoCal girls? Nicole’s story is number three in the series, and I think it might be my favourite! If you’ve read any of the previous books in the series, you’ll know that Dr. Drew Bauer loves getting a rise out of Nicole, so pick this one up and let the fireworks begin!
Nicole
Sarah Monzon
First Line
It is a truth universally unacknowledged that not every woman who is single is want of a husband.
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A Cowboy for Keeps by Jody Hedlund
Colorado Territory August 1862
“Stop or we’ll shoot! “ A dozen feet up Kenosha pass, three robbers with flour sacks over their heads blocked the way, their revolvers outstretched.
I finished it on January 8.
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That quote is definitely a parody of Pride and Prejudice! LOL
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Happy Friday! My first line is from “The Art of Rivers” by Janet W. Ferguson:
“Love, like art, took on different forms with each creator.”
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I loved this story! 😀
Happy Friday. 😊
“Sylvie hadn’t always leapt to the worst possible conclusion. But being a parent seemed to enlarge her imagination as much as it did her heart.”
Shadows of the White City, Jocelyn Green
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„When I was a kid, my aspirations were simple.“ — Becoming by Michell Obama
https://cathysreadingbonanza.wordpress.com/2021/01/23/first-line-friday-becoming/
Happy belated Friday!
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Today, I’m sharing the first lines from A Cowboy for Keeps by Jody Hedlund.
“‘Stop or we’ll shoot.’ A dozen feet up Kenosha Pass, three robbers with flour sacks over their heads blocked the way, their revolvers outstretched.”
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