Celebrating The Small Things
A friend came home from the hospital after several weeks.
It is warm during the day but the nights are chilly and the trees are putting on their fall finery.
Going to a home owner’s association potluck supper tomorrow. Will be nice to talk to people I only see in the elevator, atrium or at the mailboxes. Maybe meet some new folks.
Reading a book by an author I haven’t read before. I have read reviews of his books that made me think his books were not for me. Happy surprise! This will be a must-read author now. You would think by now I would know not to take reviews too seriously
Joining the hop
Book Beginnings On Friday
Innocence by Dean Koontz.
Here are the first and last two sentences of the first chapter.
Having escaped one fire, I expected another…For me, being set afire was merely the expectation of an inevitable conclusion. This fair world, compounded of unaccountable beauties and enchantments and graces, inspired in me only one abiding fear, which was that I might live in it too long.
I was hooked with those sentences and the more I read the more awful and wonderfuI it is. I am one-quarter of the way in and hope to finish it this weekend. I have no idea what will happen or how it will end.