This is a weekly meme hosted by Wandering Words, where you give the first few lines of a book to hook your readers before introducing the book.
Here are my first lines:
“My father was swerving around cars, speeding, honking. I rested my head on the strap of the seat belt, tried to ignore how fast he was driving, unsure if he was outrunning the storm or just angry with me. My mother and I had gotten into a fight. She’d called him to come pick me up from her apartment. He resented any dealings with her. It was midday, spring. A shadow crept across the fields. Crows looked on from power lines. The warning sirens wailed.”
Sounds good, right?
And the book is. . . One of the Boys by Daniel Magariel. Another debut novel on my TBR pile.
The three of them–a twelve-year-old boy, his older brother, their father–have won the war: the father’s term for his bitter divorce and custody battle. They leave their Kansas home and drive through the night to Albuquerque, eager to begin again, united by the thrilling possibility of carving out a new life together. The boys go to school, join basketball teams, make friends.
Meanwhile, their father works from home, smoking cheap cigars to hide another smell. But soon the little missteps–the dead-eyed absentmindedness, the late night noises, the comings and goings of increasingly odd characters–become sinister, and the boys find themselves watching their father change, grow erratic, then violent.