Far From Reality

1. Open up your current read to a random page

2. Select one to two sentences to share from that page

3. Try to not include spoilers!

 Emily was suddenly acutely aware of how ridiculous she looked. Pap's old denim pants peeked from beneath the hem of her skirt, her buffalo coat was matted and ripe from the soaking it had received two days before, and her white kid gloves had come to resemble the skin of a month-old corpse. Blushing, she thrust her hands deep into her pockets, trying to ignore the people in the lobby who where doing their best to stare without staring.