kay's reading life

Glory in Death by J. D. Robb First Paragraph: The dead were her business.  She lived with them, worked with them, studied them.  She...

The Lying Game by Ruth Ware First Paragraph: The Reach is wide and quiet this morning, the pale blue sky streaked with pink mackerel...

The Golden Hour by T. Greenwood First Paragraph: If this day were a painting, if I were asked to fill my palette with all the colors...

He Said, She Said by Erin Kelly First Paragraph: We stand side by side in front of the speckled mirror.  Our reflections avoid eye c...

The Color of Water in July by Nora Carroll First Paragraph: There must be a precise moment when wet cement turns dry, when it no lon...

The Breakdown by B. A. Paris First Paragraph: The thunder starts as we're saying goodbye, leaving each other for the summer holi...

Not a Sound by Heather Gudenkauf First Paragraph: I find her sitting all by herself in the emergency waiting room, her lovely featur...

Down a Dark Road by Linda Castillo First Paragraph: Two Years Earlier He waited until the children slept.  It was his final kindnes...

Death at Wentwater Court by Carola Dunn First Paragraph: Midnight at Ciro's.  The strains of the Charleston died away amid appla...

Heaven and Earth by Nora Roberts First Paragraph: THREE SISTERS ISLAND September 1699 She called the storm.      The gales of wi...