First Chapter First Paragraph

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'"The pilot's house where I grew up was mostly a women's world. There were five of us. We had the place to ourselves most of the time. My mother made the big decisions--where we went to school, which bank to keep our money in. She had to decide these things often because we moved every couple of years. The house is thus a figure of speech, a way of thinking about a long series of small, cement dwellings we occupied as one fictional home."'

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Laurel-Rain Snow said…
Sounds like a wonderful story! Thanks for sharing...and here's mine: “THE POCKET WIFE”

November 18, 2014 at 8:23 AM
kayerj said…
The book does sound good especially when connecting the title to the paragraph. It gives a greater picture of the content. Have a nice week. kelley—the road goes ever ever on
November 18, 2014 at 8:42 AM
Sarah (Sarah's Book Shelves) said…
I absolutely love the intro...I'm going to check out this book on Goodreads now!
Here's Mine: http://www.sarahsbookshelves.com/mysteriesthrillers/first-chapter-first-paragraph-tuesday-intro-mr-mercedes-stephen-king/
November 18, 2014 at 12:01 PM
(Diane) Bibliophile By the Sea said…
I love the intro, and would definitely read more -- hope you enjoy it.
November 18, 2014 at 6:28 PM
Yvonne said…
This sounds really good and a great intro!
November 19, 2014 at 4:34 AM
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