| Last Line | Novel | Year |
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| In the small clearing overlooking the power lines, the fire in the brush began to burn more strongly, urged by the autumn wind that blew from the west. | |
| Or so Bill Denbrough sometimes thinks on those early mornings after dreaming, when he almost remembers his childhood, and the friends with whom he shared it. | |
| 'Hey, Johnny-Gee,' he said, 'Fo-fo-you-you.' And pressed the cell against his son's ear. | |
| 'Darling,' it said. | |
| Wendy sat down on Danny's other side and the three of them sat on the end of the dock in the afternoon sun. | |
| Interesting name for a store, ain't it? Answered Prayers. Makes you wonder what's for sale inside. Why, with a name like that it could be anything. Anything at all. | |
| Two words that sound a bit alike. One of them is Hartford. The Other is hope. | |
| The trestle upstream is gone, but the river is still around. So am I. | |
| The man in black fled across the desert, and the gunslinger followed. | |
| She seemed unpleased with her answer; she struggled to say something more; to illuminate her first response; and could only say it again: I don't know. | |
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