This week I'm joining in Book Beginnings on Friday. It's hosted by Rose City Reader. This is where we post the beginning of the books we are reading or will be reading.
I'm also joining in for the Friday 56.
Freda at Freda's Voice started and hosted The Friday 56 for a long, long time. She is taking a break and Anne at My Head if Full of Books has taken on hosting duties in her absence. Please visit Anne's blog and link to your Friday 56 post.
Rules:
*Grab a book, any book.
*Turn to page 56 or 56% in your eReader.
*Find any sentence that grabs you.
*Post it.
*Link it here.
It's that simple.
Rules:
*Grab a book, any book.
*Turn to page 56 or 56% in your eReader.
*Find any sentence that grabs you.
*Post it.
*Link it here.
It's that simple.
I just finished this one. I really loved it. Excerpts are from the E-ARC.
Book Beginnings
The first time Traci Eddings saw the Saint she was six or seven. It was an early summer morning, and she was with her grandfather, in his twelve-foot aluminum fishing boat, drifting along in the river, when she glimpsed the improbable pink turrets and crenelated towers rising up from the fog-shrouded marsh, like something out of one of her storybooks.
From 56% on my e-reader
To his amazement, she ordered biscuits with sausage gravy, scrambled eggs, hash browns, and grits, and when the food arrived at their table shortly afterward, she tucked in like a ...man. Which Whelan found refreshing.
Synopsis from Goodreads:
Welcome to the St. Cecelia, a landmark hotel on the coast of Georgia, where traditions run deep and scandals run even deeper. . . .
Everyone refers to the St. Cecelia as “the Saint.” If you grew up coming here, you were “a Saint.” If you came from the wrong side of the river, you were “an Ain’t.” Traci Eddings was one of those outsiders whose family wasn’t rich enough or connected enough to vacation here. But she could work here. One fateful summer she did, and married the boss’s son. Now, she’s the widowed owner of the hotel, determined to see it return to its glory days, even as staff shortages and financial troubles threaten to ruin it. Plus, her greedy and unscrupulous brother-in-law wants to make sure she fails. Enlisting a motley crew of recently hired summer help—including the daughter of her estranged best friend—Traci has one summer season to turn it around. But new information about a long-ago drowning at the hotel threatens to come to light, and the tragic death of one of their own brings Traci to the brink of despair.
Traci Eddings has her back against the pink-painted wall of this beloved institution. And it will take all the wits and guts she has to see wrongs put to right, to see guilty parties put in their place, and maybe even to find a new romance along the way. Told with Mary Kay Andrew’s warmth, humor, knack for twists, and eye for delicious detail about human nature, Summers at the Saint is a beach read with depth and heart.
What do you think? What are you sharing today?
We went out to dinner last night, because I was too lazy to cook, and I was so hungry I tucked into my food like a man! Ha!
ReplyDeleteThat looks good.
ReplyDeleteA friend posted about this book recently. It sounds interesting! Thanks for sharing the snippets.
ReplyDeleteSounds like a good read. I am just getting ready to start a new book.
ReplyDeleteAh, the twist of fate, the outsider now the owner. I'll bet it's a good read all around.
ReplyDeleteThis one is on my TBR! It looks so good and everything I've read about it sounds great.
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