Happy Friday! And welcome to First Line Friday, hosted by Hoarding Books!!! Since it’s Friday, it’s time to grab the book nearest to you and leave a comment with the first line. Today, I’m featuring the first line of Dust by Eva Marie Everson, currently on tour with JustRead Publicity Tours, LLC (the company I own with my book sisters).
and the first line is…
“Atlanta wasn’t just steaming hot; Atlanta was practically on fire.”
Can an ordinary life leave an extraordinary legacy?
In 1977, when nineteen-year-old Allison Middleton receives a proposal of marriage from Westley Houser, she eagerly accepts, having no idea the secret Westley carries—a secret that will change Allison’s life forever. But Allison rises to the challenge of raising Westley’s toddling daughter as though she were her own.
Over the course of their lifetime together, Allison, Westley, and Michelle form the strong bond of family. As Allison struggles with infertility and finding her way during a time of great change for women, others—some she knows and others whom she never meets—brush and weave against the fabric of her life, leaving her with more questions than answers.
From teen bride to grandmother, Allison’s life chronicles the ups and downs of an ordinary woman’s life to examine the value of what we all leave behind.
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August 1915-
Biltmore Estate, Asheville, North Carolina
Any story that begins with a library is bound to be an excellent tale.
Hope Between the Pages by Pepper Basham
This comes from Mountain Survival by Christy Barritt. “It’s up to you, Sherlock,” Autumn Mercer murmured as she knelt beside her dog. “You have to find her.” Sherlock barked, his tongue hanging from his mouth as he panted with excitement.
My first line us from Hours to Kill by Susan Sleeman:
The brutal killer put a knife to her mother’s throat.
Happy Friday! My first line is from “Beyond I Do” by Jennifer Slattery:
“Ainsley’s stomach churned as she eased into the Whispering Hills Apartments parking lot.”
I always think of it as the afternoon of the Birdsong invasion.