First Line Friday–A Trail of Crumbs by Susie Finkbeiner

Welcome to First Line Friday, hosted by Hoarding Books.hoarding-books-button

Today I’m featuring A Trail of Crumbs by Susie Finkbeiner [Kregel, 2017], the second Pearl Spence novel.  I know, it is a bit soon to feature a book by an author I previously featured since this is only my third FLF, but let me explain.  Today is my maternal grandmother’s ninety-sixth birthday.  She would have been close to the same age as Pearl Spence in the 1930’s and though she lived in a different part of the country and had a very different life than Pearl’s, she also had some hard things happen at an early age.

She was probably never quite the daydreamer that Pearl is, but she is resilient, smart, and downright feisty – and probably always was….so as I read these novels, I can’t help but think of her (and my paternal grandmother, who was just a few months older).

So, here it is, the first line of A Trail of Crumbs:

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 “Red River, Oklahoma  

Palm Sunday, April 14, 1935

          If a girl could go blind from too bright a sky, I would have gazed upward anyhow, burning the sight right out of my eyes.

 

Now it’s your turn to open your current read or the book nearest to you and share the first line in the comments.  To see who else is participating, head over to Hoarding Books –  I’ll be visiting a few of them today, sharing the first line from the third Pearl Spence novel, A Song of Home.

Happy Friday!

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6 thoughts on “First Line Friday–A Trail of Crumbs by Susie Finkbeiner

  1. That’s quite the first line. 🙂 The first line on my blog is from a novel by Michelle Griep, The Captive Heart. Here, I will share the first line of Chapter 5 from the book I’m currently reading, The Captivating Lady Charlotte by Carolyn Miller “It was entirely possible that the excitement of last month’s come-out ball was about to be surpassed.”

    Have a wonderful weekend!

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  2. I really need to read this series!

    My current first line is from Cathy Gohlke’s Until We Find Home: “Lightning crackled, splitting the night sky over Paris, illuminating letters painted on the bookstore window across the street: La Maison des Amis des Livres.”

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