I could hardly be responsible for my actions when everyone around me gave me every opportunity to sink to their low expectations.
Charley: If you‘re not going to tell me where you are, if you‘re not going to trust me to help you, then why are you here? Why bother? Reyes: Because you‘re the reason I breathe.
Love was not only blind, it often careened into Blithering Idiotsville as well.
You were the one who hit me on the roof? I hit you on the jaw. We just happened to be on a roof at the time.
See you in a few. Hold down the fort, Mr. Wong!
The police never find it as funny as you do.-T-Shirt.
God I loved Sammy. I’d considered marrying him, but his wife got upset when I asked for his hand.
He’d actually hit me! It didn’t matter that hitting me wasn’t really like hitting a regular girl and I’d be completely healed in a matter of hours. I was still a freaking girl, and he damned well knew it. I’d just have to hit him back. With a lead pipe. Or an eighteen-wheeler.
He had threatened my parents. I had to remember that. Still, it was really hard to stay mad at a wounded naked man.
She’s like a hurricane on crystal meth.
Sorry. i just can’t seem to help myself. My brain is freaking out. Two predawn mornings in a row. It doesn’t know what to think, how to act. I’ll have a talk with it later. Perhaps get it some counseling.
I’m Charlotte Davidson: private investigator, police consultant, all -around badass. Or I could’ve been a badass, had I stuck with those lessons in mixed martial arts. I was only in that class to learn how to kill people with paper.
Just in case, though, I stormed into my apartment, tossed a quick hello to Mr. Wong, then rummaged through my entertainment center to lay out all my exorcism equipment. I kept it in my entertainment center because exorcisms were nothing if not entertaining.
I could be irksome when I put my left ventricle into it.
A split second later, my life flashed before my eyes, and I came to one important conclusion about it. It was fun while it lasted.
Felt my heartbeat falter, hesitate, then stumble awkwardly forward, tripping on the next beat, then the next, faster and faster until each one tumbled into the other like the drumroll of dominoes crashing together. Funny how time stands still when death is imminent.
Dead people I could handle. They were usually beyond hysteria. This was the people-left behind part. The hard part.
His gaze slid over me like a veil of fire. He could ignite my deepest desires with a single glance. I decided right then and there no more reading romance novels by candelight.
But we’d never really seen eye to eye. Mostly ’cause he was much taller than I was.
I love children, but I don’t think I can eat a whole one.- Bumper sticker.