First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ The Twelve Dates of Christmas by Jenny Bayliss
Kate Turner stepped gingerly on the crips ice-dusted leaves and tried not to slip and land on her backside. She couldn’t see where she trod because of the large plastic containers in her arms. The sky was so blue it looked like a scene from a children’s picture book, and her breath plumed out in white clouds and rose up towards the pale winter sun.
She leaned against the door of the Pear Tree Café and it yielded. A friendly tinkle of bells above her head heralded her arrival. The café was full and warm and noisy. The smell of fresh coffee was rich in the air. Condensation dribbled down the windows and clouded the view of the frosted world outside.