Quotes About Friendship

Agnes shook a finger at her. "Stop your caterwauling. I didn't poison you. I just used five bars of Ex-Lax in a pan of fudge. And I mixed Miralax with the milk so I wouldn't have to put in that pinch of salt. It was guaranteed to start working in one hour or less. Didn't miss it by much, did it? If you die tomorrow morning, we can bury you in a shoebox, Violet Prescott, because you won't be full of shit no more.

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Some friends are in your life for a season. Some friends are in your life for a reason. Some are there forever to double your joys and halve your sorrows. Thank you for being a forever friend and helping me today. She signed her name with a flourish and slipped into Cathy's room, laid it on her pillow, and went back to her room.

Oh, honey, that's what friends are for—to share in the joys and half the sorrows." Dotty smiled.

The girl shook her head. "I feel I'm not wanted. The letter wasn't cordial. Oh dear, what shall I do?" Nancy gave Laura a hug. "You'll be at school and during vacations you can visit friends. And you have a new friend named Nancy Drew!

Do you mind if we stop at the Hip Hop Shop?" Bess asked pleadingly.

This Mrs. Emory remembers she phoned the Horton house to talk to her friend about a class reunion.

Nancy scarcely had time to deposit her suitcase under her cot and freshen up after the long ride when lunch was announced by the ringing of a bell. Campers hurried from all directions to the dining hall. The food was plain but appetizing and Nancy ate with zest. The meal over, she was rushed from one activity to another. The girls insisted that she join them in a hike. Then came a cooling dip in the lake.

Bess frowned, bit her lip, and managed to get a noose twirling. Then plop—it dropped over the head of her own horse! Tex gave a piercing whistle. George and Nancy burst into laughter while the "steer" helped blushing Bess to dismount. "Never mind," said Nancy. "You didn't want to be a cowboy, anyway!

Nancy invited Bess to go along and proceeded toward the river. Salty's home was very quaint. Once it had been a small, attractive yacht. Now it was a beached wreck, weathered by sun and rain. Its only claim to any former glory was the flag which flew proudly from the afterdeck.

Ned arrived promptly and drove Nancy to a country restaurant. Tables surrounded a pool. "How about a swim first?" he suggested. "We can rent some gear." She agreed and they spent half an hour in the water.

No matter how many mysteries Nancy had solved, her friends never ceased to be amazed each time.

NANCY DREW began peeling off her garden gloves as she ran up the porch steps and into the hall to answer the ringing telephone. She picked it up and said, "Hello!" "Hi, Nancy! This is Helen." Although Helen Corning was nearly three years older than Nancy, the two girls were close friends. "Are you tied up on a case?" Helen asked. "No. What's up? A mystery?" "Yes—a haunted house.

Nancy and Helen said good-by and paddled off upstream. The Angus River, a tributary of the Muskoka, was banked on either side with dense shrubbery, willow trees, and wild flowers. "We're almost to Benton," Nancy said. "The old inn should be just beyond the next bend.

When they reached the ranch, Dave parked the truck at the stable. The girls heard laughter coming from the corral and saw Tex Britten perched on the fence. Bess was mounted on a brown quarter horse and holding a coiled lariat. "Watch me!" she called. "I'm learning to rope a steer." Nancy and George walked over and saw Bud Moore put his hands on his head like horns and prance in front of Bess's horse. "Come on and rope me, pardner!" he said.

Nancy and Ned

An hour later Nancy, Ned, and their friends were watching the swimming races at Camp Hiawatha. In the fun and excitement she found it hard to remember the threat of danger. Cheers and singing filled the air as the young campers put all their high-spirited enthusiasm into the contests.

Deirdre!" Kendra said. "She broke her promise!

Carol wants to get some new clothes," Nancy explained. "Want to help?" "You bet!" Bess and George answered. When the store closed that evening, the four girls left it chatting merrily and laden with bundles. Carol had been outfitted from head to toe in attractive clothes. Her hair had been trimmed and modishly combed at the beauty salon. She looked very lovely and seemed to have gained self-confidence.

With their purchases in boxes the girls strolled down the street to a Spanish restaurant. Here they ate a delicious lunch of tacos and spicy chili. For dessert they had iced fresh fruit. Bess sighed. "Umm, that was super." Afterward, they walked to a wide street beside a park where an outdoor painting exhibition was being held. The group stopped now and then to admire and compliment the artists who sat beside their work.

People always sounded worried when I called them. Maybe because I only ever called a lot of them when I was in trouble and needed help. I needed to set up more lunch dates or have more parties, to cure people of the idea that a call from me automatically equaled danger. Then again, that was probably a lost cause.

Cormac drove. He eyed me in the rearview mirror. "Anyone you want me to beat up?

Kitty Meets the Band

In the town there were two mutes, and they were always together.