Quotes from Robyn Carr

the best thing you can give a child you love is happy memories and a foundation they can be proud of." Something

Is Preacher pissed?" "Preacher hardly ever gets pissed," Jack said. "But just for future reference, you don't want to be around when he is.

Let me come in," he whispered. She shook her head. "That guy who just left. That's the guy I've been seeing." "I don't care. I'm going to take you away from him." "We have issues to sort out…" "Yeah, and about a lifetime to do it in. Franci, Franci, for just a little while, let's think about all the things that are right with us, and not the few things we couldn't agree on." "It

Excellent. Listen, do you like cats?" "I don't know. Why?" "I just had a thought. You might like having one. They're very independent, answer to no one, usually self-sufficient, sometimes affectionate, more often not, but... But they're company. There's something about being owned by one that fills the lonely space with a presence. And hair. Tons of hair. I have a cat. And a robo vac.

She sighed deeply. "I really thought about trying to explain them," she said. "And why I really didn't want to—" He reached across the console and picked up her hand, holding it, giving it a squeeze. He smiled and shook his head at her. It's okay, he mouthed silently. He didn't let go of her hand.

When she walked him out to his truck, she held his hand for a few minutes. The girl moved really slowly, and he liked that. One of these days he was going to get his arms around her, kiss her. She had to be about the prettiest girl at school. Maybe the world. He'd

It turns out the mark of a happy life isn't staying just one step ahead of the grim reaper. It's knowing you're strong.

You don't look as tough as that." "I don't know how tough I am—look at me, sick as a pup. But I bet I can match you for stubborn." A sound came out of him. "Holy shit, Ian—was that a laugh?" "A cough," he lied. "You probably got me sick.

He wanted her to relearn, in his arms, the beauty of what could happen between a man and woman. The joy and ecstasy. After what had been done to her, she should know that in this, the love that he had for her, there would never be fear or pain, but only pleasure. Pleasure so wild and wonderful, it would fill her life for many days and nights to come.

Who was this guy? she found herself asking. Looks like Paul Bunyan, runs a bar, has all these guns, and cleans and launders like Martha Stewart.

Want me to give him a little advice before he gets his nose broken?" "No," Jack said flatly. Jack was thinking that breaking his nose was going to feel very good. If Nick put one hand on her, he was going to come apart. "Good," Preacher said. "I haven't been to a good bar fight in years." In

She hadn't had quite this much attention from T.J. since they'd started dating. He must feel completely threatened. She wasn't sure if that amused her or worried her. But she turned off her phone just in case T.J. decided he had something more to say.

Gee, Jack," she said, amused. "You sure came around quickly." "I know," he said. "I'm a genius that way." "Mel must have really lit into you," she said. "That always increases my intelligence about tenfold." "I

You're going to give up everything you've established here—the stability of your job, your friends, the option of a normal relationship with a man you can count on who will make sure your happiness comes first. And you're going to do that for some flyboy kid who wouldn't commit to you in the first place. You'll end up sorry. Unhappy and full of regrets. He let you down before and he'll let you down again." Ah.

I want trees that are three hundred feet tall, black bear that poke around my stuff, deer that eat out of my hand, and a view that almost brings me to my knees every morning. I want to work just hard enough to afford my life.

Our close connections aren't always planned. They grow. Sometimes they surprise you. Look at us.

Our relationship was stable. This thing you're trading it for, it'll be a disaster because he isn't moving to Humboldt County. Even if he could, you and I both know he isn't the kind of man who will give up anything for you. Or for his daughter. You'll have to give up everything you value and go chasing him around the world if you want to be with him. Trust me, you'll be right back where you started. Abandoned." "Whoa,

That myth was disproved the second she saw him. God, he still made her heart race. One look at his face and she felt the blood surge

You know, there's this little rule about opinions. They're only good when someone actually asks you for them.

He loves you." "I know," she said softly. "I hope he can forgive me." Dakota was quiet a moment. "For better or worse," he finally said. "Most couples have plenty of both." * * * Connie

I've never had so much sex in my life." "Really?" he asked, lifting an eyebrow. "Even when you were younger?" "Even then." "I must be getting better with age," he said.

They shared a hotel room while in Los Angeles—two queens. Preacher in one bed, Paige and her son in the other. Lying in the same room with her was both blissful and painful. He would hear every soft noise, every little snuffle in the bed, and wonder what it might be like to lie beside her, bring her against him. When he would shower after her in the morning, he'd get heady from the smells of her soap, shampoo and lotion. *

Hannah snuggled close, putting her fingers into Vanni's mouth while she suckled. Then the suction broke with her smile. And without quite letting go of the nipple, she said, "Mama," in a very small, almost relieved voice. And Vanni began to cry. *

Make yourself necessary to somebody. —RALPH WALDO EMERSON