Friday Fun - October 17, 2025

Welcome to my Friday Fun post. This is where I share with three different book parties that post on Fridays: Book Beginnings on Fridays, the Friday 56, and First Line Friday.

This week I have two books to share with you.

I started my reread of Every Hour Until Then by Gabrielle Meyer. I can't wait until book 6 releases in just over two weeks. 

I'm also starting an eARC of Heather Tabers' debut novel, Their Burden to Bear. This book releases next week.

        Book Beginnings on Friday     

(Please join Gilion Dumas for Book Beginnings every Friday to share the first sentence (or so) of the book you are reading, along with your initial thoughts about the sentence, impressions of the book, or anything else the opener inspires. Please remember to include the title of the book and the author's name.)

and

First Line Friday

(Please join Carrie for First Line Friday.)

Here are my Book Beginnings/First Line Friday selections:

Every Hour Until Then by Gabrielle Meyer:

"A cold wind rattled the window frame in my bedroom at 11 Wilton Crescent as the edges of a tree branch scraped across the glass."

I love the way this sentence set the mood of the story.

Their Burden to Bear by Heather Tabers:

"Mother always said that a teething baby's cries are like a summer storm-they roll in out of nowhere, rattle on relentlessly, and are bound to pass in time. I hope Mother was right about that last part."

Well, I'm hoping her mother was right in her case. 

Now for:

The Friday 56 

The Friday 56 is normally hosted over at Freda's Voice. But Anne from My Head is Full of Books is taking over for a while. 

Rules:

*Grab a book, any book.
*Turn to page 56 or 56% in your eReader
(If you have to improvise, that's ok.)
 *Find any sentence, (or few, just don't spoil it) that grab you.
*Post it.
*Add your (url) post below in Linky. Add the post url, not your blog url. It's that simple.

Here are my Friday 56 selections:

Every Hour Until Then by Gabrielle Meyer:

 

"'It's strange and scary to think that Jack the Ripper could be walking this very street right now, looking for his next victim, and we wouldn't even know him," I said.

'Jack the Ripper?'

'That's what they'll call him after the second murder when he sends a letter to the Central News Agency and signs it that way.'"

Their Burden to Bear by Heather Tabers:

"The earth rumbles beneath me, a steady cadence echoing the thunder rattling above. Poppies burst forth from the ground in a field of wheat all around me. Their dark red hue is the only color in this smoke-covered field.

From across the field, a lullaby settles over me like a velvet blanket. Hush-a-buy, don't you cry; go to sleep my little baby.

The once-eerie tune rocks me back and forth under a sky dotted with flying artillery. When you wake, you shall have all the pretty little horses."

Reviews:

Last week I shared two books in my Friday Fun post. Here is the link to the review for one of the books:

Wasted by Jerusha Agen