the friday 56

  The Friday 56

Rules: *Grab a book, any book. 

*Turn to page 56 or 56% in your eReader (If you have to improvise, that's ok.) 

*Find any sentence, (or few, just don't spoil it) 

*Post it. 

I am finishing Hidden Depths.

From page 56:

"Luke blamed himself for your lad's death.  I wondered if maybe you blamed him too."

"It was an accident."  He stubbed out the cigarette.  She saw his hand was trembling wondered if that was part of his act too.  She slid the packet across the table towards him, waited until he'd shaken the next one out.

"Did you ever meet Luke?"

"Not while Thomas was alive." He gave a little smile. "I haven't been home much recently.  They let me out for my lad's funeral.  I met the Armstrong boy there.  Thomas had spoken about him though, when he came here on visits.  It sounded like they were real mates.  Two of a kind maybe.  Not the sharpest tools in the box.  That was the impression I got from wor lass.  We were pleased he'd taken up with the Armstrong boy.  We didn't want Thomas following me into this game.  He'd never be any good at it and he'd never survive a place like this."