First Line Friday #96

Today’s First Line Friday is one I read  last year.  It’s a fun one to read and the way it begins is what every single girl dreads receiving in the mail: A wedding invitation…

The small ivory card had landed on my doorstep that Saturday morning. It looked so innocent, nestled amongst a handful of late birthday cards, but in fact it had been a bomb more potent even than the massive credit card bill and summons for my annual dentist visit.

Is hunting down every man you’ve kissed the answer to finding Mr Right?

When Evie is invited to the wedding of the guy she’d fancied throughout her teens, it’s the final straw. What’s wrong with her and why can’t she keep a man?

In between consoling herself with ice cream and chocolate, and sobbing her heart out to her cousin Chamaine, Evie has a brainwave – and it all centres around her ‘little black book’ (well, more floral patterned notebook really) – which contains the details of every man she’s ever kissed or dated. Perhaps the cure for her disastrous love life has been nestled within its pages all along …

Does Evie’s little black book really hold the answers, or will she learn that exes are exes for a reason?


My review for Evie’s Little Black Book is here.

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3 responses to “ First Line Friday #96 ”

  1. Susan Dyer says:

    Happy Friday!😉

    My first lines come from Restaurant Weeks are Murder by Libby Klein…….

    “I don’t care how good Dr. Oz says it is, I’m not eating vegan cheese.” Aunt Ginny took the last stuffed pheasant off the Fraser fir, wrapped it in tissue paper, and placed it in an old Woolworth’s hat box to store until next Christmas.

    Have an awesome weekend and happy reading!💕

  2. Sorry, but this turned me off completely to this book. Credit card bill and summons to the dentist? Is this supposed to be humorous?

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