Lots of twists and turns, just when you think you have it all figured out the situation changes. Excellent.
First quote page 103.
Whoever said moving and divorce were the two most stressful events in your life
never had their husband shoot their lover.
Page 211
I wanted to say no. With a bullhorn. Brooke and I were the last two
females on Earth who needed to bond. But like any red-blooded American
woman given the choice between her sensible desires and a guilt-laced
obligation, I, of course, agreed.
Exactly true, at least for me. All of my life decisions are made under the influance of guilt and responsibility. And sometimes fear.
This next quote, page 284, is awesome and I just can't condense it, the entire page is too good.
I was lifting my Glock toward the sound, ready to squeeze off a shot, when
the lights went on.
"SURPRISE!" said a couple of dozen voices in unison.
I'll say! Jesus God, it was my friends and family. The female ones,
at least. By some miracle, I didn't fire a round. THank goodness for
safe-action pistols.
I gaped at the Mylar balloons, the green-and-yellow wrapped presents, the
three-wheel yuppie jogging stroller parked in the corner.
It wasn't a home invasion after all. Not bad news or tragedy.
It was my baby shower!
And judging by the number of hands that shot up over open-mouthed,
b;ood-drained faces, I guessed it had been a real surprise all around.
I lowered my sights from between my elderly Aunt Lucy's eyes. She
started breathing again.
"Look Mommy," my sister Michele's four-year-old daughter said in the dead
silence. "Auntie Lauren has a gun
Seriously good writing, I kept busting up as I typed it :)
Page 297 makes me crack up too.
It was a little after eight the next morning when the barista at the
Starbucks across from Paul's Pearl Street office building raised an eyebrow at
me in surprise.
Jeez, I thought. You'd think she'd never seen a disheveled,
emotionally demolished woman ask for the entire top shelf of the pastry case
before.
