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 just starting The Late Bloomers' Club.
From page 56:
"Wasn't here for dinner, though I'll have to take some of that to go. The missus will be happy." Walt pulled a folded piece of notebook paper out of his jacket pocket. "Mary wanted me to ask about our great-granddaughter's first birthday cake."
I looked at him blankly. "I'm not sure what you mean."
Walt unfolded the paper. "Mary ordered a cake for Masie's birthday from Peggy. We figured since you inherited Peggy's estate, then yo u must be taking over her business."
I had never really thought of Peggy baking cakes as a business before. I thought it was just Peggy being... Peggy the cake lady. The woman who likes to bake cakes. But of course I knew that she charged for the cakes. And I didn't remember her ever having another job. It suddenly struck me how easy it is to think you know a person without really knowing them at all.
1 comment:
Sounds delightful! Happy weekend!
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