Welcome to Sunday Eight, a blog hop in which writers post eight to ten lines of their work. Since we often talk about the opening lines of our stories, I've been doing a series that features my opener.
Today, I'm going all the way back to my debut novel, Blueberry Truth. In the beginning, Beanie is waiting for husband Mac to come home. He's late, as usual.
Today, I'm going all the way back to my debut novel, Blueberry Truth. In the beginning, Beanie is waiting for husband Mac to come home. He's late, as usual.
Johnny Mathis has sung “Chances Are” four times now, and chances are not awfully good Mac will be home anytime soon. I try to be sympathetic; Mac is a pediatric cardiologist. His high-pressure job has irregular hours, and he’s stood me up before, though always with good reason. Mac wouldn’t be Mac if he didn’t go the extra mile for his patients. But despite all his good intentions, I’m about ready to throttle him.
He’s not the only one who’s got a tough job. I teach seven-to nine-year-olds at St. Luke’s, a school for children labeled “at risk.” Like Mac, I love my work. But I’ve had a hard day, too.
He’s not the only one who’s got a tough job. I teach seven-to nine-year-olds at St. Luke’s, a school for children labeled “at risk.” Like Mac, I love my work. But I’ve had a hard day, too.
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