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A Robertson Family Christmas: First Line Friday #20

First Line Fridays

Happy Friday, bookish friends! I pulled another fun Christmas read off my shelf for y’all this week.

Hope ya’ll don’t mind, my redneck is showing…

A Robertson Family Christmas

by Miss Kay Robertson with Travis Thrasher

Goodreads | Amazon

A Robertson Family Christmas

ย The first time Stacy Clarke saw the golden duck call, she thought someone was playing a cruel joke on her.

My Review

This story is so much more than duck calls and bearded men.


So, open the book nearest to you and post the first line in a comment below!

Then go see what these First Line Ladies are up to:

Carrie @ Reading is My Superpower

Rachel @ Bookworm Mama

Sydney @ Singing Librarian Books

Andi @ Radiant Light

If you’d like to share the First Line Friday fun on your blog, let Carrie know!

11 thoughts on “A Robertson Family Christmas: First Line Friday #20”

  1. I am going to have to look this one up… ๐Ÿ™‚

    My first line:

    Summer 1384, Berkhamsted Castle, Hertfordshire, England

    “Servants may marry whomever they want, but a king’s daughter has no freedom at all.”

    ~The Silent Songbird by Melanie Dickerson

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  2. February 1870
    โ€œBut that money is rightfully mine!โ€
    No Oneโ€™s Bride by Nerys Leigh
    I read it yesterday. I LOVED it!

    I don’t mind your redneck showing ๐Ÿ˜‰ When my brother was little, when someone asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up he always said, “a redneck.” He wears it proudly.

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  3. I love the Robertsons! I’m with you not eating squirrel, organs, frogs, etc. My first line comes from Bathsheba by Jill Eileen Smith.

    Jerusalem, 994 BC

    Darkness curtained the sky, hiding the stars, sheltering Bathsheba in the inner courtyard of her home.

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