Last week we provides sample first
sentences and asked you where the sentences came from. If you haven't looked at it, do that before continuing to read the answers below. Click on: http://christianbookmobile.blogspot.com/2012/06/more-first-sentences-from-novels.html
Here are the answers. How'd you do?
Here are the answers. How'd you do?
Albert, Susan, Bleeding Hearts (China Bayles Mystery)
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What’s happened in Pecan Spring over the last few weeks has given us
all a great deal to think about—especially me, since the tragedies struck so
close to home.
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Reichs, Kathy, Bare Bones
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AS I WAS PACKAGING WHAT REMAINED OF THE DEAD BABY, THE man I would
kill was burning pavement north toward Charlotte.
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Tolstoy, Leo, Anna Karenina
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Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its
own way.
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Rachman, Tom, The Bathtub Spy
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I consider this body, mine, refracted under the steaming bathwater:
my swaying chest-hair, legs bent to fit the tiny tub, lumpy kneecaps thrust
near my chin, elegant feet concluding in inelegant toes, a row of potatoes at
a group photo.
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Mills, DiAnn, Breach of Trust
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Librarian Paige Rogers had survived more exciting days dodging
bullets to protect her country.
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Diaz, Junot , The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao
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Our hero was not one of those Dominican cats everybody’s always going
on about—he wasn’t no home-run hitter or a fly bachatero, not a playboy with
a million hots on his jock.
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Kent, Kathleen, The Heretic's Daughter: A Novel
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THE DISTANCE BY wagon from Billerica to neighboring Andover is but
nine miles.
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Stockett, Kathryn, The Help
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MAE MOBLEY was born on a early Sunday morning in August, 1960.
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Karon, Jan, Home to Holly Springs
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A preacher with a lead foot, driving a red Mustang convertible with
the top down, could make a state patrolman pretty testy.
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Bunn, Davis , Lion of Babylon
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He exited the church’s double doors and surveyed the gathering.
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Lickel, Lisa J., The Map Quilt
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Sasha Edwards crouched behind the huge maple, its burnished, drying
leaves rustling in the night wind.
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Williams, Shawna K., No Other
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Stop shaking. Crouched next to his small oak desk, Jakob clenched its
side to steady himself, and took in a deep breath. (Sorry, I had to include
two sentences for this one.)
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