The Friday 56 is hosted by Freda over at Freda's Voice.
*Grab a book, any book.
*Turn to page 56.
*Find any sentence that grabs you.
*Add your (url) post below in Linky.
It's that simple.
"The tears coursed down her cheeks - not freely, however, for when they came into contact with her heavily beaded eyelashes they assumed an inky color, and pursued the rest of their way in slow black rivulets." page 56 of The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald