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First Lines, 12/24/18

First lines of the novel, "An Imperfect Present," I'm too mired in festivities to write today:

"It was Christmas Eve — the last one they'd share, though it didn't seem possible at the time. Even as high school sweethearts, they'd always taken one another for granted.

Just past sundown, carolers arrived — their breath visible against the raw night. Paul and Maria stared out the window, but did not open the door.

The world, it felt, had been closing in on them…”