And the book this week is one I actually just finished, Classified as Murder by Miranda James. Can't believe it's taken me two years to get back to this series. Shouldn't have waited so long.
Here is how the book begins:
When I was a boy growing up in Athena, Mississippi, forty-odd years ago, the public library occupied a large one-story house built in 1842.
I must admit page 56 is a bit of a challenge to pick a sentence from. We are meeting the cast of suspects, and it's nothing too exciting. However, there's this little gem over on page 57.
I gazed on in horrid fascination until I heard a strangled gasp from Mr. Delacorte.
Have a wonderful weekend!