Beginnings Quiz – guessing closed

Border’s is finally closed and it is a good thing for my overpacked bookshelves.  It became a fun trip for Gage and I to go and browse every few days and I’m embarrassed by how many books I brought home.  All you need to do is tell me which book matches which first lines.  Oh, I added a few extra books for fun 🙂

Please play along with us.  For everyone who plays an extra $ goes to the winner and the everyone is entered for a special prize.  Just leave a comment with your guesses and don’t google the answers.

Rules & Leaderboard here.  Last week’s Pictured Title Quiz here.

1. Half my life ago, I killed a girl.  Half a Life

2. For more than two hundred years, the Owens women have been blamed for everything that has gone wrong in town.  Practical Magic

3. Alone in the evenings, when the light had drained from the slate roof of her small rural home, and when her husband was working late, Mary Gooch would perform a striptease for the stars at the open bedroom window: shifting out of rumpled bottoms, slipping off a blousy top, liberating breasts, peeling panties, her creamy flesh spilling forth until she was completely, exquisitely nude.  The Wife’s Tale

4. Tonight I’ve been thinking about the mosaic Hope gave me the night she U-hauled ass out of Pineville.  Sloppy Firsts

5. “I suppose the important thing is to make some sort of difference,” she said.  One Day

6. You know, Doc, you’re not the first shrink I’ve seen since I got back.  Still Missing

7. Once my wife asked me: if you knew this was our final day together, what would you say to me?  Adrenaline

8. She hadn’t believed in monsters since she was six years old, back when her mom would check the closet and look beneath her bed at night.  Sworn to Silence

9. Now I am here, in Krakow, where my life began.  Sonata fo Miriam

10. Gracie Lynne Calloway began her small life in Shady Grove, Alabama, fast asleep in a coal bucket on the front porch of 1854 Peachtree Lane.  Salting Roses

11. I wasn’t surprised when Mama askked me to save her life.  The Murderer’s Daughters

12. Why I feel the sudden urge to relate, in pen and ink, a relationship of the most personal nature, which I have never before acknowledged, I cannot say.  The Lost Memoirs of Jane Austen