Every Tuesday I host First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros, where I share the first paragraph or (a few) of a book I am reading or thinking about reading soon. Care to join us? Today's pick is a book that releases in March.
"MY MOTHER AND I LIVED ALONE. My father was supposed to be dead, and I only found out years later that he'd left, walked out when I was eighteen months old. I should have guessed this -- should have seen the signs, or the absence of them. Why hadn't we kept any of his things to treasure? Why whenever he came up in conversation, which was hardly ever, did my mother's face tighten, not in grief or regret but in disapproval -- the same expression she had if she tasted food or drink she didn't like (she was fussy, we both were fussy, fussy together)? Why did none of our relatives or friends ever mention his name? (Which was Bert, unpoetically.) What had he died of, exactly? ('Lungs,' my mother said shortly. She has hated his smoking.)"
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