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The first of the week, we took a road trip over to Biloxi, Mississippi. We had some great weather, in the low 70s, sunny and warm. We love this quaint little town. We took some beautiful photos and did a little gambling. We also, stopped by practice for the Senior Bowl in Mobile, Alabama. I love football, so I will get in my last fixes before the season comes to its climax in the Super Bowl. Do you like football or have a favorite college or pro football team?

The Friday 56 is hosted by Freda’s Voice.

The only rules are to grab a book (any book), turn to page 56 or 56% in your ereader and find any sentence or a few ( no spoilers) that grabs you and post it.

Please join Rose City Reader every Friday to share the first sentence or so of the book you are reading along with you initial thoughts about the sentence, impressions of the book, or anything else the opener inspires.

Please include the title of the book and the author’s name.

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I have been reading and reading and reading.

I finish one book and immediately begin on another.

I can’t seem to stop myself long enough to write the reviews.

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GROWL by Ashley Fontainne

When evil arrived, all of Mississippi heard it.

I love this awesome cover that tells me there is a monster in the swamp.

Who will be its victim?

.(page 56 in paperback).Another thing Meemaw enjoyed was passing her skills on to me. After all, she’d say, that’s what one generation is supposed to do for the next one – bestow knowledge to the younger family members.
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The synopsis is the first paragraph of the book, so here is an additional little tease.

Then, it turned out to be true. Looking back with wiser eyes now, my family and I concluded that the events leading up to my transformation started the summer I turned nine.

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SYNOPSIS

My name is Sheryl Ilene Newcomb. And yes, my initials are S.I.N. A funny little piece of whimsical humor my parents found amusing when I arrived.

Then, it turned out to be true. Looking back with wiser eyes now, my family and I concluded that the events leading up to my transformation started the summer I turned nine. But the day we realized there was a problem, and no turning back, was a week before I started my senior year at Junction City High. The day the fangs and claws appeared and the monster inside of me emerged.

When mutilated corpses appeared near a pile of brush down by Caney Creek, everything changed. Because evil woke up and growled, its ominous rumblings heard by every living thing in Locasia County, Mississippi.