First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ Two Sides to Every Murder by Danielle Valentine
Gia North’s lungs ached as she tore through the trees. The woods pushed in around her, hiding the cabins and Camp Lost Lake lodge from view. It felt like she was in the middle of nowhere.
It’s not too late, it can’t be too late, she thought willing her short legs to move faster. The muscles in her calves screamed.
She lept from the grass to the hard, packed earth of the trail–
Her foot slipped out from beneath her. She felt a sharp crack through her chin and tasted dirt in her mouth before she even realized she’d fallen.
It was the worst possible time to trip.
