Welcome to Week 267!
*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 below in Linky. Add the post url, not your blog url.
*It's that simple.
Or join The Friday 56 on Instagram!
* Grab a book and find a creative way to showcase your 56.
It can be a photo of the book and the 56 in comments, or whatever you come up with.
Make sure to use the hashtag #Friday56
*Add your Instagram url to the Linky.
A small trickle of blood begins to leak from Lacey's nose, trailing red down over her lips before dripping onto her lap. I call her name and she reaches to touch the blood with her fingers. Her eyes begin to stream tears when she sees the crimson streaked across her hand. "Fuck," she says, blood sputtering from between her lips.
ONLY FRIDAY 56 PARTICIPANTS MAY USE THE LINKY.
Book Beginnings leave your links in the comments if you didn't join in the Friday 56.
James stared straight ahead, with no immediate reaction to what I've just told him. I think he's in shock. I follow his gaze out of the windshield to the empty parking lot of the convenience store off the highway. The building is abandoned, plywood covering the windows, black graffiti tagged on the white siding. In a way, James and I have been abandoned too, our former selves boarded up and locked away while the world moves on around us. We were supposed to accept that change, follow the rules. Instead we broke all of them.
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