Book Beginnings on Fridays
Every Friday Book Beginnings on Friday is hosted by Gillion at Rose City Reader where you can share the first sentence (or so) of the book you are reading, along with your initial thoughts about the sentence, impressions of the book, or anything else the opener inspires.
My opening sentences for this week is from Amazing Grace by Leslie Crewe. Leslie is actually a local author from Cape Breton, Nova Scotia. Not only is she is a wonderful writer, but she is a funny, warm and caring person as well. I hope you get a chance to have a look at some of her works because it’s totally worth it. She has a witty way of writing about the ordinary things in life.
The whole point of going to this wearisome church meeting is to ask the woman in charge of lunch how she makes her coconut balls. Fletcher loves them. I know damn well she’s leaving something out of the recipe; I cannot replicate the delicate texture no matter how hard I try. And that ticks me off.
All of these church women give me indigestion, but dang, if you want something done around this rural community, go ask the seventy- and eighty-year-olds who frequent the parish halls in their aprons. I’m not the religious type, but they’re so hard up for fresh blood and volunteers, they tolerate me.
Up to a point.
Isn’t that awesome?
*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)
*Add your (url) post to the Linky on Freda’s blog. Add the post url, not your blog url.
*It’s that simple.
From Page 56:
“Hello,” she smiles. “I’m Doctor Stevens. What’s your name?”
“Amazing Grace Fairchild.”
She looks delighted. “Imagine! You must be very special to have a name like that.”
“I think so. My sister is Ave Maria and she’s special, too.”
“I’m sure she is. Now Amazing, I want to tell you what’s going to happen. I need to look at you, to check your body, to see if you’ve been molested. Do you know what that means?”
“I think it means he married me.”
Dr. Stevens gathers herself. “I’m going to put a sheet over you, so no one else will see you but me. Do you trust me to do that? I promise I won’t hurt you.”
She does have a nice smile. “Okay.”
It’s over pretty quickly and she doesn’t hurt me. She takes off her rubber gloves and throws them in the wastepaper basket. Then she comes close to me and puts her hand on my shoulder. “All done.”
“Do you believe me?”
“Yes, I believe you.”
“What will they do to him?”
“Hopefully, he’ll go to jail.”
“Can I come home with you?”
Amazing Grace is a beautiful story about a woman struggling to resolve her past and present. I fell in love with Grace, with her natural and easy sarcastic sense of humour. Grace is independent but damaged after surviving one tragedy in her life after another.
Grace and her sister Ave Marie were raised in a cult/commune in Ontario with their mother, Trixie. Trixie and her children were being raped by the leader of the cult and they had made plans to escape. Grace was left behind.
Follow Grace’s courageous story as she struggles to come to terms with her estranged son and her troubled granddaughter. At the same time, she strives to discover her past and come to terms with her life.
Here’s the blurb from Lesley’s site:
Grace Willingdon has everything she needs. For fifteen years she’s lived in a trailer overlooking Bras d’Or Lakes in postcard-perfect Baddeck, Cape Breton, with Fletcher Parsons, a giant teddy bear who’s not even her husband. But Grace’s blissful life is rudely interrupted when her estranged son calls from New York City worried about his teenaged daughter.
Before she knows it, Grace finds herself the temporary guardian of her self-absorbed, city-slicker granddaughter, Melissa. Trapped between a past she’s been struggling to resolve and a present that keeps her on her toes, Grace decides to finally tell her story. Either the truth will absolve her, or cost her everything.
Crackling with Lesley Crewe’s celebrated wit and humour, Amazing Grace is a heartfelt tale of enduring love and forgiveness, and the deep roots of family.