
Today’s First Liner is from

Here is the first line:
“ONE
May 1989
Whenever I hear a train’s horn in the distance, that bruised sound, I think of Quincy. He spent half his life days down at the depot, true enough, but it’s the nature of the sound that reminds me of him, how it’s at once familiar and remote.”
Uh huh, “that bruised sound”…my kind of writing! I can’t wait to get started.

RAE

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