So this was circulating my Facebook feed...
It’s National Book Week. The rules are, grab the closest book to you, turn to page 56, post the 5th sentence as your status. Don’t mention the title. Copy the rules as part of your status.
So, just for funsies, I grabbed the closest book. It happened to be Drums of Autumn. Flipped to page 56… its that sweaty on a rock “I feel like Eve” sex scene… yeah, not posting the fifth sentence of THAT on facebook.
But, because it is just for funsies, here’s the fifth sentence plus seven thru nine.
“I can’t,” I assured him. “Oh!”
”Ah?” came the thick interrogative. I lay back on the rock, my back arching as the stars spun dizzily overhead.
I did end up doing it, but with the book that was *next* to the closest book… which was Dragonfly in Amber and got this lovely random quote:
"The garage door creaked, groaned, then surrendered to the inevitable and surged suddenly upward, amid the twanging of springs and clouds of dust.”