While I’m reading, a sentence will grab me and force me to stop. I pay tribute to other authors by sharing their Damn Fine Sentences with you. Then I recount a memory the words bring up for me. It’s about how books connect with your life.
“You could hear in her voice her house was paid off.”
———Shannon Sanders
——--Company
Excited to showcase her city’s reputation for fine cuisine, my Chicago pal led me through the Magnificent Mile restaurant’s carved oaken doors. Carpeted steps led down to the dining room. I tripped on the bottom stair. Blazing white linens put me on alert. Deep inside my purse, my credit card squealed.
A tuxedo-clad server glided over. He set gold embossed menus in front ot us. “What can I bring you to drink?”
I opened the menu, which listed no prices. “I just want water, thanks.”
“We have … Perrier … ?”
I didn’t know water had a first name.
“San Pellegrino …?”
Was this Perrier’s cousin? I shifted my attention from the menu to his face.
He raised an eyebrow.. “Evian …?”
I raised an eyebrow.
He gazed at the door. “Poland Spring…?”
I waited.
He sighed. “And …” He looked down his long thin nose at me. He pooched his lips. “Tap.”
I pooched back. “Tap,” I said.
———Shannon Sanders
——--Company
Excited to showcase her city’s reputation for fine cuisine, my Chicago pal led me through the Magnificent Mile restaurant’s carved oaken doors. Carpeted steps led down to the dining room. I tripped on the bottom stair. Blazing white linens put me on alert. Deep inside my purse, my credit card squealed.
A tuxedo-clad server glided over. He set gold embossed menus in front ot us. “What can I bring you to drink?”
I opened the menu, which listed no prices. “I just want water, thanks.”
“We have … Perrier … ?”
I didn’t know water had a first name.
“San Pellegrino …?”
Was this Perrier’s cousin? I shifted my attention from the menu to his face.
He raised an eyebrow.. “Evian …?”
I raised an eyebrow.
He gazed at the door. “Poland Spring…?”
I waited.
He sighed. “And …” He looked down his long thin nose at me. He pooched his lips. “Tap.”
I pooched back. “Tap,” I said.
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