Quotes from Richie Tankersley Cusick

The ghosts actually let you see them in person?" "No," Parker said. "Only in spirit.

Well," Parker managed to croak. "Better light up your lantern, Miss Ashley. It's showtime." Ashley stared. Her eyes went saucer-wide, and she clutched her stomach. "I don't think I can go out there, y'all. There's too many people!" As the others stared back at her, Etienne made a strangling motion with his hands. "Shall I do the honors? Or does everybody want a turn?" He and Parker promptly escorted Ashley out the door.

I thought you'd snap out of it. I thought, with a little time, you'd lighten up and see how it didn't matter!

The thing is," Etienne continued, unfazed, "I've worked plenty construction, and I've done plenty work on this house--I know good renovation when I see it." Roo cast Miranda a bland look. "Construction sites are popular in this town. A chance to see Etienne Boucher without his shirt on. Very hot.

You should be feeling proud of yourself," he added offhandedly. "So far she hasn't told me one word about boiling you in oil. Not many people can pass the Roo test." "Is that supposed to thrill me?" "It thrills me. You sure don't want Roo putting a gris-gris on you. Very bad luck, cher.

You mean you can't fix it?" "I can fix anything, cher. " "That's not my name," she corrected him. And aren't you just pretty impressed with yourself, Mr. Repair Guy.

Psst. You awake, cher ?" Miranda fought her way up from sleep. "I am now." Annoyance gave way to relief. She wondered why she wans't more startled; it was almost as if she'd expected Etienne to show up. "What do you think you're doing?" "Well, you musta been wishing for me, yeah?" he teased. "'Cause here I am.

Teacher's pet Teacher's pet.. Your feeling so perplexed... Your friend has gone into pieces and you'll be next...

I thought you liked suffering and death. I mean... you always look like suffering and death.

Gage wants to know more about his neighbor, Miss Dupree the one who keeps getting undressed at night with the curtains open and the lights on.In mock horror,Parker swung in his chair. Hey! you and Ashley are Gage's neighbors!

I meant the house behind him clutching his chest, Parker gasped. Gage! you pervert! That's Mrs. Falconi-she's ninety-six years old! Clearing her throat,Miss Dupree struggled to keep her own amusement in check. Thank you Roo,for that fascinating bit of information. And should any of us a pervert lurking outside our windows tonight, We can all rest easily now,Knowing it's only Gage.

You know what? As sad as I know this will make you, ladies, I'm going home and to bed. Alone.

And as he took me into his arms, the rain didn't matter at all.

Why did that hurricane ever have to hit? Why did I ever have to come here in the first place?" "Because," Etienne said gently, "maybe this is the place you're supposed to be.

And then he burned down the opera house," Miranda whispered. "He burned down the Rose." Ashley's gaze misted over. "Both Roses. He destroyed both Roses." For a long moment, they all seemed lost in their own thoughts. Then Parker spoke up. "Yeah." Tilting his chair back, he winked at Gage and Etienne. "That's the way to a girl's heart, all right. Give her poison, then burn down her house.

You better hurry, Parker Wilmington." Ashley's voice was muffled against his chest. "Promise me you'll come back to me." Parker rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, sure. I promise." " Tonight. " "Tonight," Parker echoed dutifully. "Cross your heart." "Oh, for Christ's sake, Ashley, I said I'd be back, didn't I? Don't I always come back? Even when you don't want me to?

Something happened tonight, Etienne. And I need to tell you." Pausing a moment, he scanned her face with narrowed eyes. Then he lowered himself beside her. "Something's changed, hasn't it, cher ?" he murmured. "Yes." "And you've changed with it.

Unable to fight it any longer, she jumped up and made for the door, not even bothering with the beside lamp. Smart. Miranda. Real smart.

You know what I keep wondering?" Miranda's tone went even more serious. "I keep wondering if all those spirits think I'm the one who's lost." That not-quite-smile brushed his lips. "We're all a little lost. We're all trying to find something.

And she could almost swear that one of them had moved.