Grab your current read and let it fall open to a random page. Post two (or more) sentences from that page, along with the title and author. Don’t give anything vital away!
“‘I’m wanted rather suddenly. Prince Andrei’s fox has learned to balance a champagne glass on his snout and the prince wants me to paint that into the portrait I’ve already done, in time for his birthday party. The fox’s birthday party, that is. Now, don’t look at me that way, Lucia.’”
-p. 39 of Ellen Potter’s The Kneebone Boy (ARC version, subject to change)