Quotes from Jana Deleon

It said a lot about the choices you made in life when jogging actually lowered your heart rate. By

Life has a way of taking the joy out of living if you let it," Adelaide said. "I've seen so many couples just like you two get beaten down by responsibility and tragedy. And unfortunately, it's usually only one of them that keeps it all together. Then the one who got off easy complains about the lack of attention while the one who's been juggling all the balls resents having no help.

I had silver chrome effect polish on my nails and toes but had drawn the line at nail extensions. Anything that interfered with the possible need to take people out was a solid no.

Ida Belle and I hurried up the sidewalk to the sheriff's department, her clutching two tote bags and me a pillow and blanket. Between the state police presence and the closing of the polls at the end of the day, the residents had seen no further reason to stand around in the heat and humidity and had made their way to their homes. The street was littered with paper plates, streamers, election flyers, and soda cans, sprinkled with the occasional illegal beer can.

Deputy Breaux didn't so much as raise an eyebrow—just leaned over and grabbed Celia's shoulders and helped Carter haul her out. You had to love a man who really understood his town and his people.

I saw your shower curtain hit the back lawn. You'll need to replace that." "I have a spare," I said. "Why on earth would you have a spare shower curtain?" he asked. "In case I need to haul off a body," I said.

I don't think there's enough time to repair some things. Some things just become part of a person, like their skin color. It doesn't have to define them, but it's always with them.

Asking that woman to take a sideline seat is like asking Johnny Depp to stop being hot.

I stepped off the Learjet at the private airfield just before dawn. I'd been on the plane exactly seventeen hours, twenty-six minutes and fourteen seconds, wearing the same eight-hundred-dollar dress I'd worn when I killed a man twenty-five hours earlier.

heard Ritchie yell and peered out to see

You might not be the devil, but you can certainly raise hell.

I still can't believe she's gone," Maryse Robicheaux murmured as she stared down at the woman in the coffin. Of course, the pink suit was a dead giveaway—so to speak—that the wearer was no longer with them. For the miserable two years and thirty-two days she'd had to deal with her mother-in-law, Maryse had never once seen her wear a color other than black. Now she sorta resembled the Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man dressed in Pepto-Bismol.

Besides, have you seen the price on a good bottle of scotch? Good Lord, I almost fainted.

Is a couple of hairs above my lip really worthy of this much effort?" I asked. "Yes," they both replied at once.

A hooker, a truck driver, and a nun walk into a hotel," Ida Belle said. "There's the start of a bad joke.

Emma ended the call and slipped her phone back into

What is it about food that's bad for you that makes you feel so good?" I asked. "And why can't I feel this way about lettuce?

I've been doing the hotel accounting long enough to know that two and two equals whatever you want it to be. It's simply a matter of perception and misdirection.

The only other item was a duffel bag. Inside were some clothes and a couple boxes of rounds—nine millimeter and .45. I wasn't sure what it said about a man when he traveled with two boxes of ammo and only one change of underwear, but I was pretty sure it was nothing good.

This obsession you have with funnel cake isn't healthy,

Despite all the confidence I had in my ability to do my job, I hadn't had any in myself as a person.

Maryse stared. "You hear her, too?" Luc grimaced. "Unfortunately. Why do you think I looked behind you when

Forrest Gump had gotten it all wrong. Life wasn't a box of chocolates. It was a box of ex-lax, and I felt like I'd consumed the entire thing.

Ida Belle took a pair and popped them in her ears. "She's right," she yelled. "That siren is horribly loud. Sounds like a dinosaur-sized cat wailing." I stuck one earplug in and nodded. I already needed them if Ida Belle was going to keep yelling.