First-Line Friday #237

Harvest Moon

Riverbend #3

by Denise Hunter

It was not the sort of day when bad things happened. Eighty degrees. September breeze. Sky expanding, wide and blue, above a canopy of trees. Air thick with the fresh smell of pine and the loamy scent of earth. It was a perfect Saturday.


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11 thoughts on “First-Line Friday #237

  1. I need to get back to reading Denise!

    My first line comes from The Finding of Miss Fairfield by Grace Hitchcock:
    Sophia Fairfield’s heart skipped at the sight if Mother holding a damp handkerchief to her eyes as Father and his business partner Prescott Payne , stood before the floor length windows facing Charleston Harbor with their heads together, soeaking in low somber tones over the crackling of the fireplace.

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