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#3 – Post a Passage from Your Favorite Book

“The Santa Anas blew in hot from the desert, shriveling the last of the spring grass into whiskers of pale straw.  Only the oleanders thrived, their delicate poisonous blooms, t heir dagger green leaves.  We could not sleep in the hot dry nights, my mother and I.  I woke up at midnight to find her bed empty.  I climbed to the roof and easily spotted her blond hair like a white flame in the light of the quarter moon.”

From WHITE OLEANDER by Janet Fitch

This is the first paragraph of the book.  I was hooked as soon as I started reading.