The Book is Better than the Opening

I'm trying a new book, from a writer I don't know, that seems fairly political. The Girl Who Cried Wolf by Robert Ferrigno is so far a fun and interesting book to read. The first line would have to be pigeon-holed in the "not so great" category though. In fact the first few chapters should be slated as such. Thankfully it picked up by chapter five.

GLENN PUMPED AWAY on the swing, rusty chains creaking as he watched the last of the sunbathers lazing on their towels, legs crossed, bodies tangled. Music drifted from cars in the parking lot. Little kids played tag with the crashing waves, foam tickling their bare feet as they dashed out of reach, squealing. He swung higher now, pulling himself straight into the clear blue sky, leaving the earth behind. The setting sun hung just above the horizon, the Pacific streaked with red and purple and gold. Toxic as far as the eye could see. If he thought about it too hard, his head would explode. 

Eli rinsed off under the shower at the edge of the beach. A short, muscular surf rat in knee-length jams, he was an amped-up nineteen-year-old with crackling blue eyes and sun-bleached dreads. He turned off the shower, shook out his hair, and sauntered over to the swing set. “Tree’s still not back? You think something’s wrong?” 

“Everything’s wrong.”

Ferrigno, Robert - The Girl Who Cried Wolf

It doesn't necessarily make me want to read on, but it's not too too bad. Truth be told, I almost put the novel down at about chapter three. But, like I said, chapters five and onward make it worthwhile.