Friday, March 8, 2013

Friday 56... The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry

Friday 56 is hosted by Fredaman .

Rules:
*Grab a book, any book.
*Turn to page 56 or 56% in your eReader
 *Find any sentence, (or few, just don't spoil it) that grabs you.
*Post it.
here's mine:

The hills were shaded an opaque blue and the cows grazing them glowed a soft apricot against the dying light, Harold couldn't help wishing that David knew he was walking.  He wondered if Maureen would talk to him about it, and the words she would use.  The stars began to prick the night sky, one after another, so that the growing darkness trembled.  Even as he looked he found them.

For the second night in a row, Harold slept without dreaming.

I've only just begun to read this one, The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry, Rachel Joyce.


I'm sure I'll be finishing it soon, I'm on the buses again this weekend. I am so tired of buses.

6 comments:

Creations by Laurel-Rain Snow said...

I love how the author painted the scene with word pictures. Thanks for sharing...and here's MY FRIDAY MEMES POST

fredamans said...

I just won a copy of this and look forward to reading it.

(Diane) Bibliophile By the Sea said...

This was a story I loved. Hope u are liking it.

Nise' said...

I have had this book home from the library too many times. It is now sitting on my stack again!

Margaret @ BooksPlease said...

I keep wondering whether to read this book ... I'll wait and see what you think of it when you've finished it.

bermudaonion said...

I have to make the time to read this book! It sounds excellent.