The last Friday of October is upon us! This month has just flown by, really. It always suddenly feels like another week has ended and now we have to prep for November and everything else.
WOO THANKSGIVING! This is Chantel’s favorite holiday despite the awful history behind it. I just love any holiday revolving around food.
First Lines Fridays is a weekly feature for book lovers hosted by Wandering Words. What if instead of judging a book by its cover, its author or its prestige, we judged it by its opening lines?
- Pick a book off your shelf (it could be your current read or on your TBR) and open to the first page
- Copy the first few lines, but don’t give anything else about the book away just yet – you need to hook the reader first
- Finally… reveal the book!
Caidyn will be in blue.
Chantel will be in purple.
I knew at once, when I slipped into the moonlit office and eased the door shut behind me, that I was in the presence of the dead. I could feel it in the prickling of my scalp, in the way the hairs stirred on my arms, in the coldness of the air I breathed. I could tell it from the clots of spiderwebs that hung against the window, thick and dusty and glittering with frost. There were the sounds, too, centuries old; the ones I’d traced up the empty stairs and hallways of the house. The rustling linen, the crack of broken glass, the weeping of the dying woman: all were louder now. And there was the sudden intuition, felt deep in the pit of my gut, that something wicked had fixed its gaze on me.
Mind you, if none of that had worked, the shrill voice coming from my backpack might also have given me a clue.
“Eek!” it cried. “Help! Ghost!”
I glared over my shoulder. “Cut it out. So we’ve found the phantom. There’s no need for you to get hysterical.”
“She’s just over there! Staring, staring with her hollow sockets! Ooh, now I see her grinning teeth!”
I snorted. “Why would any of that bother you? You’re a skull. Calm down.”
So, here I am, waiting for Halloween.
That means this is a spooky read. And it’s a part of a series that I’ve been reading through. I’m sure that you guys can figure it out.
I’ve been working through these for the past two months and enjoying it. Or, I enjoyed the first two and the third one not so much. I only have this one and the fifth and final book left, so I’m hoping to finish those up by next week!
This takes place at least a few months after the end of book three, picking up with the twist that I can’t go into because of spoilers. But, let’s say, the team is back together and things are happening.
Although I can’t remember even though I’ve read this.
When he was nearly thirteen, my brother Jem got his arm badly broken at the elbow. When it healed, and Jem’s fears of never being able to play football were assuaged, he was seldom self-conscious about his injury. His left arm was somewhat shorter than his right; when he stood or walked, the back of his hand was at right angles to his body, his thumb parallel to his thigh. He couldn’t have cared less, so long as he could pass and punt.
When enough years had gone by to enable us to look back on them, we sometimes discussed the events leading to his accident. I maintain that the Ewells started it all, but Jem, who was four years my senior, said it started long before that. He said it began the summer Dill came to us, when Dill first gave us the idea of making Boo Radley come out.
I feel like my choice this week is super obvious as anyone who has gone to a public school in America has most likely read this book as a part of the English curriculum.
I don’t remember when I originally read this, it was either in middle school or high school, but I didn’t enjoy this book at all then. I don’t want to spoil my future review, but this time I am enjoying it so far.
Also, I’m in the middle of like five books right now. A majority of them are audiobooks, but I’d like to get a few finished before the end of the month. We shall see, though. I always feel like I’m ahead and behind at the same time when it comes to reading.