The Friday 56 is a weekly meme hosted over at Freda’s Voice. The rules are simple and go something like this.
1. Grab a book, any book.
2. Turn to page 56 or 56% in your eReader (If you have to improvise, that’s ok.)
3. Find any sentence, (or a few, just don’t spoil it)
4. Post it.
5. Add the post url, not your blog url to the Linky.
6. Tweet it #Friday56 (not an official Freda’s Voice rule)
This weeks Friday 56 is my next book club read. I know I’m probably committing blasphemy when I say this, but. . . I’m not really a Jane Austen fan. I had to read Pride and Prejudice and Sense and Sensibility in college and quickly gave up. Why? Romance back then wasn’t my thing.
So, when this opportunity presented itself, I thought why not give Ms. Austen another chance. Obviously there must be something about her writing that has stood the test of time. After all there are book clubs dedicated to reading Jane Austen.
I have to admit now that I’m older and after reading a few pages it’s not what I expected. Perhaps in my old age I’ve gotten a little less cynical when it comes to affairs of the heart. ❤️
She would have liked to know how he felt as to a meeting. Perhaps indifferent, if indifference could exist under such circumstances. He must be either indifferent or unwilling. Had he wished ever to see her again, he need not have waited till this time; he would have done what she could not but believe that in his place she should have done long ago, she events had been early giving him the independence which alone had been wanting.