Fifth Sentence from Page Fifty-two

The Saucy Wenches Way 

and 

The Dragoon Attack

This one started up as a Facebook status during the International Book Week (the third week of September), when one of my friends posted this on his Timeline:

It’s International Book Week. The rules: Grab the closest book to you, turn to page 52, post the 5th sentence as your status. Don't mention the title. Copy the rules as part of your status.                                                                                                                                                            

 Wikipedia 

That was when the idea struck me. We should do this with the Wenches! But, of course I had to improvise and make it our way. The Saucy Wenches way.

I asked the girls to open the books they were each reading to the page 52 or location 1052 for Kindle readers (because loc. 52 is usually still the one with the reviews, copyright and dedications), and write down the fifth sentence on that page/location*. 

Now let's write an essay! And if it doesn't make much sense, you'll know why.

It was a slow [fire]house- porn and school visits, way mellower than the Nuthouse or the Bronx or any of the real shitholes in scary neighborhoods.<1> It looked like we'd landed in an arctic wonderland from the scenery we drove past.<2> But the operating chieftain, with deference of course to the patriarch, was a fine looking man of about thirty five, broad shouldered and lithe, with the cream and berries complexion of a girl and crisp black curling hair.<3>

"Close the door. I'm listening."<4> Jo and I move for opposite ends of the table at the same time and crack heads.<5> Like I really wanted to discuss my love life when watching Richmond get thrashed once again.<6> He'd also been high as shit when she met him, no question.<7> Maybe he could give her a foot rub and a back massage, anything to make her feel loved and special.<8>Elena was the weakest of angels, her mortal heart nowhere near strong enough to survive the world of archangels.<9> But she would become someone, she vowed, looking into that arrogant face.<10> 

"Ye dinna suppose your presence would stop Arch trying to brain me, if that's what he got in mind?"<11> He was simply being. And if she planned to dance with an Archangel, she had to learn to deal.<12>

"Umm-grrood. Rrrarrr." Nicole's little face squelched up with pleasure, loving her funny uncle.<13> But when he looked up again he realized that Fritzy was staring at him with a thoughtful look pursing his lips.<14> I opened the book and read the first footnote again.<15>Bravely refusing either to answer the soldiers' questions, or to give up his burden, the boy was attacked by one of the dragoons, and dropped the cask, which bounded down the steep hill, and into the burn below.<16>

Wait... What?

I know, right?! But that was the point. Even when we read different books-- and they are so different, just like we are-- we can still make something together with a smidgen of sense. 

That's why this is The Saucy Wenches way.

The inspirational books:

<1> Hot Head, Damon Suede 

<2> Once Burned, Jeaniene Frost
<3> Travels with Charley, John Steinbeck
<4> Darkfever, Karen Marie Moning
<5> Shadowfever, Karen Marie Moning
<6> Tigers and Devils, Sean Kennedy
<7> Unholy Magic, Stacia Kane
<8> Deadlocked, Charlaine Harris
<9> Archangel's Blade, Nalini Singh
<10> Blaze of Memory, Nalini Singh
<11> An Echo in the Bone, Diana Gabaldon
<12> Archangel's Kiss, Nalini Singh
<13> Hot Head, Damon Suede 
<14> There's Cock In This Book (The Hockey Story) by Isa K
<15> Darkfever, Karen Marie Moning
<16> Voyager, Diana Gabaldon



What book are you currently reading? What's your 5th sentence on page 52?

* Some of the Wenches were reading the same book, but because one of them read it on Kindle and the other on Nook, hardcover or paperback copies, the pages and sentences differ.

**The gifs used in this post are from Tumblr.  The pictures are my creations. :D