Söndags-smakbit # 29

Bloggen Betraktelser ger oss varannan söndag chansen att publicera ett litet smakprov ur en bok vi läser.
Där får du många spännande boktitlar att kika närmare på.

Jag läser West with giraffes av Lynda Rutledge som utspelar sig i USA 1938, man kan nästan kalla den en road-fiction med en extra knorr i form av giraffer. Jag har inte kunnat hitta förlagets sida så jag har länkat titeln till goodreads där du kan läsa mer om boken.

Smakbit sid. 93

“I felt my cheeks flush. -I never saw a woman wearing trousers before. She laughed. -Well, I won´t be the last – you can take that to the bank, she said. Then, agile as a cat, she climbed to the open top, straddled the plank between te giraffe´s traveling rooms and grinned down at me.

sid. 211

“I stood there feeling buckshot, gazing up at the giraffes in a way I hadn´t allowed myself because of guilt. Girl´s and Boy´s mighty snouts were peeking out the top, their tongues reaching for the sycamore branches, and the sight gave me a stab of such pure feeling that my knees buckled. I had to put a hand on the rig´s fender to steady myself, overwhelmed by the full weight of the last two days as I drank in the sight of the two gentle, forever-forgiving giraffes…”