Monday’s First Sentence ~ The Secrets of Winterhouse
Elizabeth Somers hopped from the bus’s stairs into ankle-high snow and was halfway to the door of the tiny, brick station when a shock of certainty made her stop: Someone is looking for me.
Elizabeth Somers hopped from the bus’s stairs into ankle-high snow and was halfway to the door of the tiny, brick station when a shock of certainty made her stop: Someone is looking for me.
