Mar 162020
 

I want to thank everyone for joining me the last few years for FCFPTI 

I’m happy to let you know that Yonne @ Socrates’ Book Reviews will be taking over for me starting next Tuesday, the 24th.

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Killer Cruise: A Humorous Cruise Ship Cozy Mystery (Cruise Ship Cozy Mysteries Book 1) by [Winters, A.R.]

Killer Cruise: A Humorous Cruise Ship Cozy Mystery by A.R. Winters
(Cruise Ship Cozy Mysteries Book 1)

Chapter 1
It was with pride and barely concealed excitement that I walked down one of the below-deck hallways of the Swan Of The Seas after collecting the tools of my new trade: a smartphone and a notebook computer and a notebook computer.

Tucked under my arm were the two ugly blue bloused I’d been issued that make up the entirety of my uniform. Because of my unique role, which would see me scurrying back and forth across the entire ship, I was exempt from wearing dress pant or a skirt and was permitted to wear jeans.

Mar 092020
 

Last chance for someone to take FCFPTI over
Leave a comment if you are interested, I would love for this to continue
Thanks to everyone who has joined Diane & I over the years! 

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Pomegranate Soup by Marsha Mehran

Prologue

Dawn rose over Clew Bay and the small Irish village of Ballinacroagh. Had Thomas McGuire stopped to admire the fanfare of saffron rays, he might have missed teh beginning of the end of hus rule over the sleepy seaside town. But as was often the case with men of his temperment, Thomas had little time for daydreams. The obstinate businessman had charged out of his hard bed at five-thirty that morning, determined as ever to tend to his growing empire of three pubs, two spirit shops, and one in on Main Mall.

Mar 022020
 

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Hidden Figures: The American Dream and the Untold Story of the Black Women Mathematicians Who Helped Win the Space Race

Hidden Figures: The American Dream and the Untold Story of the Black Women Mathematicians Who Helped Win the Space Race by Margot Lee Shetterly

Chapter One

A Door Opens

Melvin Butler, the personnel officer at the Langley Memorial Aeronautical Laboratory, had a problem, the scope and nature of which was made plain in a May 1943 telegram to the civil service’s chief of field operations. “This establishment has urgent need for approximately 100 Junior Physicists and Mathematicians, 100 Assistant Computers, 75 Minor Laboratory Apprentices, 125 Helper Trainees, 50 Stenographers and Typists,” exclaimed the missive. Every morning at 7:00 a.m., the bow-tied Butler and his staff sprang to life, dispatching the lab’s station wagon to the local rail depot, the bus station, and the ferry terminal to collect the men and woman-so many women now, each day more women-who had made their way to the lonely finger of land on the Virginia coast. The shuttle conveyed the recruits to the door of the laboratory’s service building on the campus of Langley Field. Upstairs, Butler’s staff whisked them through the first-day stations: forms, photos, and the oath of office: I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic…so help me God.

Feb 242020
 

If anyone wants to take FCFCTI over, let me know in the comments by 3/7

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Kelly's Koffee Shop (Cedar Bay Cozy Mystery Series Book 1) by [Harman, Dianne]

Kelly’s Koffee Shop (Cedar Bay Cozy Mystery Series Book 1)
by Dianne Harman

Chapter 1

The fading moonlight cast a warm glow on the quiet waters of Cedar Bay as Kelly and her big boxer, Rebel, drove the six blocks from her home to Kelly’s Koffee Shop located at the end of the pier that jutted out into the bay. At this early hour of the morning, the only traffic was the occasional logging truck that rumbled through town. Cedar Bay was quite small and only had one stop light, at the intersection of Main and Cedar. The city fathers had installed it many years ago to keep the logging trucks from speeding through town.

Feb 172020
 

I’ve have decided that March 10th will be my last week to host FCFPTI
If anyone wants to take it over, let me know in the comments

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The Pat Conroy Cookbook: Recipes and Stories of My Life by Pat Conroy

Chapter One
Nathalie Dupree

The first actual cooking teacher who took both my money and my grief for imparting culinary secrets to me was the inimitable, un-classifiable queen of the Southern kitchen, Nathalie Dupree. Though Nathalie does not know this, she is one of the few people in my life who seems more like a fictional character than a flesh and blood person.

Feb 102020
 

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What We Keep: 150 People Share the One Object that Brings Them Joy, Magic, and Meaning by Bill Shapiro

Let’s Start Here

In this book, you will find the story of a bottle opener that a drug-dealing grandmother gave to her grandson. The strange pincushion that foreshadowed a future writer’s wanderings. The bullet a soldier would have used to kill himself had his mission gone south. The notebook sketch that sparked a hit movie.

What you won’t find is the story of the locket that, in small and subtle ways, led to the idea for the book itself.

Feb 032020
 

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Forever and Ever, Amen:
A Memoir of Music, Faith, and Braving the Storms of Life by Randy Travis

1: Pull The Plug

It was a sound I had become much too familiar with- the constant whirr of the machine that was keeping my collapsed lungs breathing, the incessant beep, beep, beep sound of the heart monitor. This was the soundtrack to the constant swirl of pensive doctors and nurses flitting in and out of my hospital room, poking one of my arms and then the other, taking more blood, running another test.

You should always be careful what you say in a hospital room when a patient is unconscious or in a come. Don’t ever utter a negative statement about his or her condition because the person in the coma might well be able to hear you.

I know this is true. Because when I was in that state someone said the unthinkable.

“He’s not going to make it.”
“Maybe it’s time to discontinue life support.”
“He can’t survive this.”
“It’s time to pull the plug.”

Jan 272020
 

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Clean Getaway by Nic Stone

Quite A Ways To Go

It might sound silly, but to William “Scoob” Lamar, the WELCOME TO ALABAMA THE BEAUTIFUL sing looks…well, beautiful. Not as beautiful as his best friend Shenice Lockwood in her yellow sundress, but beautiful enough to make Scoob tip his head back, close his eyes, and sigh into the breeze blowing through the open passenger-side window of G’ma’s Winnebago.

Jan 202020
 

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Recipe for a Perfect Wife by Karma Brown

It was late in both day and season for planting, but she had no choice in the matter. Her husband hadn’t understood the urgency, having never nurtured a garden. Nor did he hold an appreciation for its bounty, and as a result had been gently irritable with her that morning. Wishing she would focus on more important tasks instead, of which there were many, as they’d moved in only the week before. It was true much of the garden could wait – little happened during these later months, as bulbs rested dormant, waiting for the rain and warmth of spring. But this particular plant, with it’s bell-shaped flowers plentiful, would not be so patient. Besides, it was a gift and came with specific instructions, so there was no alternative but to get it in the ground. Today.

Jan 132020
 

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A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood:
The Poetry of Mister Rogers by Fred Rogers

Mister Rogers’ Invitation
Would you like to meet the tiger
Who lives there in that clock?
Or see that Eiffel Tower
And hear a French man talk?

Would you like to use a telephone?
It’s a tin can on a string
That lets you reach the castle
Where a most majestic king
His Majesty King Friday
is in charge of everything!

Jan 062020
 

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Bite Me: Tell-All Tales of an Emergency Veterinarian by [Lefkowitz DVM, Laura]

Bite Me: Tell-All Tales of an Emergency Veterinarian by Laura Lefkowitz DVM

Chapter 1
Night Of Traumas

Summer is the busy season in the veterinary ER business. Dogs and cats are fighting, animals bolting in front of cars, and garbage cans are being knocked over, their contents scavenged. Grass awns are finding their way into our animals’ eyes and ears. Owners are camping with their dogs who are drinking stagnant water, eating poisonous mushrooms, and riding loose in truck beds. Hunting dogs are nosing up to venomous snakes, or cornering sharp-toothed animals, or overheating in the excitement of the chase. Disease-carrying ticks, mosquitoes, and fleas are biting through the protective fur of animals’ coats. Unvaccinated puppies are sniffing virus-laden feces in the park. Cats are scrapping over their territories and arriving at out hospital with nasty wounds on their bodies. Every summer the veterinary business booms.

Dec 302019
 

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Regretting You by Colleen Hoover
Narrated by Tanya Eby & Lauren Ezzo

Chapter One
Morgan

I wonder if humans are the only living creatures that ever feel hollow inside.
I don’t understand how my body can be full of everything bodies are full of – bones and muscles and blood and organs – yet my chest sometimes feels vacant, as if someone could scream into my mouth and it would echo inside of me.

I’ve been feeling this way for a few weeks now. I was hoping it would pass because I’m beginning to worry about what’s causing this emptiness. I have a great boyfriend I’ve been dating for almost two years now. If I don’t count Chris’s moments of intense teenage immaturity (mostly fueled by alcohol), he’s everything I want in a boyfriend. Funny, attractive, loves his mother, has goals. I don’t see how he could be the cause of this feeling.

Would you keep reading?

This is my First Book Of  2020 so I’ll be starting it 1/1/20

Dec 162019
 

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The Family Journal by [Brown, Carolyn]

The Family Journal by Carolyn Brown

Chapter One
When you come to the end of the rope, it’s time to tie a knot and hang on. Lily Anderson had reached the place where there wasn’t even enough rope left to tie a knot. She’d thought about her problem for a whole day, made a few phone calls, and now her mind was made up. She was moving her kids out of the city of Austin and to her hometown of Comfort, Texas – population a little more than three thousand.

Would you keep reading?

Dec 092019
 

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An Heirloom Christmas: A Small-Town Christmas Romance Novel

An Heirloom Christmas:
A Small-Town Christmas Romance Novel by Megan Squires

Chrissy

“I’m not sure I want this masterpiece hanging on anyone’s door but my own!”

Doris lowered her tortoiseshell reading glasses to peer over their rim as he held her wreath at arm’s length to survey her craftsmanship. Predictably, she’d opted for a coffee theme this year, with plastic mugs adhered to the floral wire and letters that read ‘But First, Coffee!’ arching over the top. Given that Doris Beasley and her husband, Earl, owned the only coffee shop in Heirloom Point, it was an expected choice.

Dec 022019
 

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Running with Sherman: The Donkey with the Heart of a Hero by Christopher McDougall

1

I knew something was wrong the second the pickup truck pulled into our driveway. I’d been waiting for Wes for more than an hour, and now, before he even came to a stop, the look in his eyes warned me to brace myself.

“He’s in rough shape,” Wes said as he got out of the truck. “Rougher than I thought.” I’ve know Wes for more than ten years, nearly from the day my wife and I first uprooted ourselves from Philadelphia to live on this small farm in Pennsylvania Amish country, and I’d never seen him so grim before. Together, we walked behind the pickup and pulled open the trailer doors.

I took a look inside, then immediately grabbed in my pocket for my phone. Luckily, I had the number I needed. “Scott, you’ve got to get over here. This is really bad.”

Nov 252019
 

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Speaking American: How Y’all, Youse , and You Guys Talk: A Visual Guide by Josh Katz

Part One
How We Live
What We Call The Shoes We Wear To The Gym

It used to be that if you wanted something to wear on your feet, your only options was expensive handcrafted leather. But in the late nineteenth century, the assembly-line efficiency of the Industrial Revolution and the advent of new materials like vulcanized rubber gave rise to new, cheap, mass-produced footwear. Typically, it had canvas uppers and soft rubber soles.

What to call these newfangled footwear? People quickly began using them to play tennis, so why not call them tennis shoes? Makes sense. That was good enough for most of the country, but in Boston, for reasons lost to history, people thought: Hey, I can really sneak around in these things; lets call them sneakers.

Nov 182019
 

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Stay by Catherine Ryan Hyde

Part One: Then
Summer 1969

Chapter One
The Tipping Day

Is it just me, or does everybody have a day in their life like the one I’m about to retell? I’m talking about those days that act like a fulcrum between everything that came before and your brand-new life after.

It feels a little something like this: When I was a kid, I used to like to bust a move on the playground. Boy stuff, I suppose. I’d run up to the teeter-totter and jump on the “down” seat. The one that was resting in the dirt. Then I’d trot up to the middle- the part that sits safely on the bar. And then, when I kept going, I’d hit the spot where my weight would tip the thing. You know it’s there, you anticipate it. You slow your step just a little bit, knowing it’s soon and you’re about to find it. There’s a delicious little moment of fear in there, but it’s manageable. Next thing you know, you’re being dropped safely back to the dirt, but on the other side. This day was something like that. It was the summer of 1969. was fourteen.

Nov 112019
 

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The Giver of Stars by Jojo Moyes

Prologue

December 20, 1037

Listen. Three miles deep in the forest just below Arnott’s Ridge, and you’re in silence so dense it’s like you’re wading through it. There’s no birdsong past dawn, not even in high summer, and especially not now, with the chill air so thick with moisture that it stills those few leaves clinging gamely to the branches. Among the oak and hickory nothing stirs: wild animals are deep underground, soft pelts intertwined in narrow caves or hollowed out hocks, and every few strides he staggers and snorts suspiciously, checking for loose flints and holes under the endless white. Only the narrow creek below moves confidently, it’s clear water murmuring and bubbling over the stony bed, headed down toward an endpoint nobody around here has ever seen.

Nov 042019
 

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Her Daughter’s Mother by Daniela Petrova

Prologue
I watched her walk down the street. She had a fast, determined pace, kew where she was going. No hesitation, no window-shopping as she passed boutiques and gourmet grocery stores. Not even cute dogs or babies distracted her. A woman on a mission. A woman who didn’t bother glancing back. A woman easy to follow. I kept my distance just in case.