Originally published June 12, 2007
The girl was the first to hear the loud pounding on the door. Her room was closest to the entrance of the apartment. At first, dazed with sleep, she thought it was her father, coming up from his hiding place in the cellar. He'd forgotten his keys, and was impatient because nobody had heard his first, timid knock. But then came the voices, strong and brutal in the silence of the night. Nothing to do with her father. "Police! Open up! Now!"
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2 comments:
Great opening paragraph. I can feel the tension right off.
My first paragraph is here: Quirky Girls Read
This book has been sitting on my stacks too long!
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