Sinking down. A term used to describe a lowering of the body made by bending the knee of the supporting leg.
The lawn glittered in the late summer sun, a shining emerald slate as uniform as AstroTurf. The grass smelled read, though. Realer than real. Each inhale filled Nia's nose with a spritz of green, more pungent than mall perfume and far sweeter than the oniony weeds back home. The lawn smelled like money.
Dark Turns by Cate Holahan
Hi. I'm..I am at Wallace Academy. My boss just pulled a girl from the lake.
11 comments:
My senses were awakened with this intro LOL - I like it and would read more.
OK, now I want to know how a 'fondu' plays into the story. And I smell grass. LOL
That is a teaser, now I want to know the rest! Happy reading :)
The lawn smells like money, huh?
Not sure this is for me, but I hope you like it:)
I love this intro, Nise'. I am hooked already.
Sounds like a good read!
Hmm, you can almost smell the grass. Pretty descriptive!
I wish my lawn was money... ;) Interesting teaser!
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That was a tantalizing opener. I liked th teaser too. I'd keep going.
How fascinating! I love the descriptions in the teaser. Thanks for sharing...and for visiting my blog.
Like Monkey? You've made me curious Nise'
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