Trifecta asks us for an incipit – which is what I call a hook – for a book in 33 words. I took it further and worked out a possible continuation and a couple of alternative 33 word hooks.
A Rubic cube was her only toy, given to her in the home by a visiting social worker. She didn’t know how to play with it, but liked it for the bright colours.
Possible plot: a story about the adult Mary, interspersed with flashbacks of her childhood. Mary grows into the Earth mother type of woman who over-compensates for her early life totally devoid of affection, in stark contrast to the warm and loving role model of her foster mum. She wraps her family in an almost stifling blanket of housewifely arts, home cooking and over-active interest in her children’s doings until they rebel and escape to make their own lives.
A silver locket and chain was round her neck when the Priest found her in the porch at Trinity Church. A lock of blond hair was curled round inside. Her mother’s? Who knows?
A tattered copy of Black Beauty, spattered with her tears over the years since she stole it from the school library. She had thought the books were free, never having handled any money.