Quotes from Robyn Carr

He opened the door and saw the Jeep. She stood in front of it, leaning against the hood, arms crossed over her chest, getting wet in the freezing drizzle. His heart lurched. Almost three weeks since he'd seen her and his feelings hadn't given him a break. He still wanted her so bad it hurt. "You

shank or canned tomatoes thickened with paste for a kind of red sauce to pour over noodles.

Cal hated the tinfoil periods. His father hadn't suffered continuous bouts of paranoia but when upsetting things happened in his world, he started covering things in foil to keep the radio waves from penetrating.

I retired from the army." Her eyebrows shot up. "Like my uncle!" "No, not like your uncle. Like a warrant officer, helicopter pilot. Jack said your uncle is a retired three-star. A whole different thing, kid." She grinned at him, but her cheeks took on a little flush. "Just remember, he's retired. He really isn't in charge anymore." He

Spread this over Vanni's

Oh, boy, Mike thought. It was going to happen between these two any second, right in the hospital hallway. Mike was a good six feet and pretty strong, but Brad and Jack were both taller, broader, angrier and not a shoulder injury between them. Mike was going to get hammered when they lost it and started pummeling each other. "Yeah,

I must have nodded off. How was Christmas for Paige and Preacher?" "Good," Paul said. "They have some big news. Paige is expecting." "Ah, he did it," the general said with a chuckle. "He showed up for ovulation day." Paul laughed. "He's in a lot of hot water for telling too many people about that." "Yeah, I suppose. But it's so like him, don't you think? He's so damn transparent.

Really, the cost didn't matter. No matter what she needed, even if it was the hospital, he'd find a way. He couldn't let her be sick. In less than twenty-four hours, all he really wanted was to see her smile like she had in that old picture Bobby had shown him. He

White dope would be meth, cocaine, heroine.

One of these days, he said to himself, I'm going to tell her. Tell her I love her more than I thought I could love a woman. Tell her that my life started when she walked into town. But not yet. He didn't want to back her into a corner and make her feel she had to either say she loved him, too, or run. "Well,

I'm not cranky. I'm serious, that's all. There is a difference, but not many people bother to look at the differences.

Walt looked at her beautiful, shining face. Her hazel eyes glowed, her cheeks were flush with love. But looking at Shelby wasn't the startling part. One look at Luke told the rest of the story. Luke had always had that bad-boy edge, an aura of danger and a short fuse. No more. All the rough edges had been ground down and his expression was docile as a puppy. Walt just laughed as he pulled Shelby into his arms.

His father was as far away from the door as he could get. Jed peeked over the edge of the loft, a tinfoil cap on his head. Someday Cal was going to find out why so many schizophrenics during periods of paranoia adopted the same self-protective traits. Tinfoil? Hadn't their fears evolved beyond the point they believed the superpowers couldn't read their minds through household foil? It was almost as though there was collective thinking among this entire subculture.

So your children came as surprises?" Vanni asked. "I think stunned and scared shitless would be more accurate," Ellie said, biting into her sandwich. Vanni laughed in spite of herself. "Believe me, it wasn't funny." "No,

Maybe you like figuring out why peoples' lives turn out the way they do. It's always a mystery, isn't it?

money can't buy love. Love buys love. And hard work is admirable. But loss is inescapable.

Life happens that way sometimes. Out of the ashes comes the beauty.

She liked his gentle side, but only in contrast. She'd been forced to shoulder so much pain and loss and had had to be tough; she couldn't partner with a man who would take her strength for granted; she needed a man she could lean on sometimes. She had a temper; she was feisty and bossy, sometimes difficult. But she was fair and just with a love that was deep and enduring. She had both a growl and a purr; Paul was committed to bringing out and adoring both.

He worshiped her; she idolized him.

Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads. —Henry David Thoreau

I think I've lost my appetite," she said. "Nah," he laughed. "I didn't do anything scary. I didn't threaten or beg. I offered help. We've had a few rough spots, but we have good rapport. Abby, I really want to be part of this. You're awful special to me. Keep eating and tell me about those fireflies you caught as a kid. Tell me about going to the lake with your family." She

Now, would you do something for me before I kiss you good-night?" "What do you need, Noah?" "I need you to look behind the shower curtain and under the bed. Then lock me out and put the trunk against the door." "Noah, did you have monsters under the bed when you were little?" He touched her nose. "No. Because I checked." *

A man must first govern himself ere he be fit to govern a family. —SIR WALTER RALEIGH

Damn, boy. Look at you. You're almost as old as me." "Hardly." Ricky laughed. "Look at you. You're getting gray, what's this?" "Melinda, naturally. She's working me over. You should be careful, Rick. Strong, sexy women? They'll kill you slow." "What a way to go, huh?" "Yeah,