You may recall I said I am terrible at opening lines.
However, I am fantastic at "hangers-" the lines at the end of a chapter that make you turn the page, no matter how bleary-eyed you may be at the time. I can keep you coming back for more.
Today I am participating in Falling For Fiction's Hookers and Hangers Blog Hop, and we are featuring hangers, those last lines of a chapter or book.
“Wouldn’t I know if I was dating somebody?”
“You would think.”For the first time since she arrived, she understood what it meant to be Immortal.
Why, then, did she feel the overwhelming urge to kill somebody?
I guess that also means that we technically broke up.
I climb in, trying really hard not to worry about the fact that this guy has never even heard of Sixteen Candles.
I decide it’s easier to just drop the subject and focus on the fact that The Princess Bride is on, since nothing else really matter when you have a young Cary Elwes to watch all night.
“Shall we, then?”
“Shall we what?”
“Go and get you a name.”I give him the same answer as I did four and a half years ago, and we move toward the dance floor together.
By the time I’ve finished my burger, we’ve made enough plans to fill four or five summers together, and I have no idea how we’re going to do all the things we plan to do in the short amount of time we have to do it.
My blood runs cold at the thought.
They have perspective, and they are able to see things that nobody was able to see in the heat of the moment.
For now, I will have to be content with just knowing that this pain can be erased somehow, even if just temporarily.
Yes, I know that a couple of them are not technically a single line, but I thought it necessary to give you a teensy bit of context to help demonstrate why the closing line is as dramatic as it is.
There you have it.
Now, head over to the blog hop and check out everybody else's hangers!