From Aaron Reynolds' The Incredibly Dead Pets of Rex Dexter
“‘Okay, Danny, we’re ready to go live in thirty seconds.'”
From Trent Reedy's Divided We Fall: The Last Full Measure
“After my reconciliation with my brothers in the summer of 1889, I spent August quite happily with Reginold Collie, visiting Ferndale, my childhood home in the country.”
From Nancy Springer's Enola Holmes and the Black Barouche
“The next morning I got ready for school…”
From Maria Scrivan's Nat Enough
“Snorri Snorrelssen guided her trading barge up the quiet waters of the river toward the Castle.”
Angie Sage's Septimus Heap: Physik
“Snake River Middle School.”
From Mike Thayer's The Double Life of Danny Day
“There was a downside to staying in a luxurious high-rise suite in Las Vegas.”
From S. J. Kincaid's Insignia: Catalyst
“When Michael woke up, he had the not-so-pleasant sensation of bile rising in his throat.”
From James Dashner's The Mortality Doctrine: The Game of Lives
“How do you say good-bye to a friend?”
From Elana K. Arnold's Bat and the End of Everything
“Are you sure you’re all packed?”
From Raina Telgemeier's Sisters
“Reporting to work that fateful morning at my office (that is to say, the office of Dr. Leslie T. Ragostin, Scientific Perditorian, my fictitious employer), I wore a perfectly fitted princess-style dress of mistletoe-green faille, with wide organza collar and matching hat on my tasteful russet coif (wig), and, on the appropriate finger, a wedding ring.”
From Nancy Springer's Enola Holmes: The Case of the Gypsy Good-bye
“Once there were four children whose names were Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy.”
From C. S. Lewis' The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe
“There was a town, and there was a train, and there was a murder.”
From Lemony Snicket's All the Wrong Questions: Why Is This Night Different from All Other Nights?
“Hilda carefully wiped the dishes that Papa had washed.”
From Matilda Nordtvedt's Secret in the Maple Tree
“Silas Heap pulled his cloak tightly around him against the snow.”
From Angie Sage's Septimus Heap: Magyk