BOOK BEGINNINGS ON FRIDAYS
What's the last book you got because you saw it on a blog or social media?
Welcome to Book Beginnings on Fridays, where participants share the opening sentence (or so) of the books they are reading this week. Please share yours! You can also share from a book that caught your fancy, even if you are not reading it this week.
MY BOOK BEGINNING
MY BOOK BEGINNING
The taxi had dropped her on the corner of the boulevard. She was barely fifty metres from home.
-- from The Red Notebook by Antoine Laurain.
I've been seeing this book everywhere on other blogs and bookstagram. So I was happy to find a copy at a friends of the library shop a few weeks back. I am going to take it on vacation with my mom and sister because I think it is one we will all enjoy.
Have you read it? What did you think?
YOUR BOOK BEGINNINGS
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THE FRIDAY 56
Freda at Freda's Voice hosts another teaser event on Fridays. Participants share a two-sentence teaser from page 56 of the book they are reading -- or from 56% of the way through the audiobook or ebook. Please visit Freda's Voice for details and to leave a link to your post.
MY FRIDAY 56
From The Red Notebook:
The pot-au-feu was beginning to bubble. In a few minutes he would add the vegetables he had part-cooked the night before: carrots, potatoes, leeks, turnips, celery, and two marrow bones.
That makes me hungry!
FROM THE PUBLISHER'S DESCRIPTION
Bookseller Laurent Letellier comes across an abandoned handbag on a Parisian street, and feels impelled to return it to its owner. The bag contains no money, phone or contact information. But a small red notebook with handwritten thoughts and jottings reveals a person that Laurent would very much like to meet. Without even a name to go on, and only a few of her possessions to help him, how is he to find one woman in a city of millions?