She kneeled, her back pressed against the searing metal of the Suburban’s door, hoping it would shield them from gunfire, praying her smile would stifle the wail she saw in her toddler’s eyes.
This is my entry for the Trifecta Weekend Challenge: What we want you to do this weekend is to give us a 33-word opening line to your book. That’s it. Make us want to read the next 333 pages of your work.
This beginning is from my first novel – a mystery that takes place one hot, Phoenix summer. It has not been published, but I still hope one day it will. Dreams keep writers writing, you know!