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I also suspected that lo romantico might be involved as well. Americans so easily fall in love.
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As such things have a tendency to do it got out of hand in the worst way, resulting in the rather gruesome death of Maggie Potter -- no relation to Harry.
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I wanna show the girls how to use them. In case they get the drop and take away our guns. They probably won't search the girls." Juanita said, "I Chihuahua! You want us carry those things?" "And use them if you have to." Susan looked up and said, "I Chihuahua!" Rick almost spit out his food he started laughing so hard."
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She was the kind of girl any guy could fall head over heels for in five seconds and I was trying to decide if she was on the up-and-up. We'd talked and sparred and laughed, yet I still knew nothing about her. And when she went to freshen up she hadn't just taken her purse, she had taken that valise as well. My head was telling me to be careful but my heart and a few other parts were ready to jump in with both feet. She was hard to size up. ..
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Ellen's smile was like a lighthouse beacon, guiding me away from the war. There was something happening, and it felt natural, as though it was always going to happen, someday.
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Hill City and Hayward is as close to that area as I've ever been. It was a long time back, when it was pretty dangerous. I was on my way to Cheyenne at the time, and in a hurry to get there. I was none too eager to get scalped." Cooper glanced at the Apache. "No offense."
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If you've ever watched Andy Griffith, you'll find Geraldine vaguely familiar. She reminds everybody of Aunt Bee. Her size, her sort of scatterbrained reasoning, her sweet manner, and above all, her ability to cook a meal you found it hard to walk away from, all fit that image.
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All families were like that, with their private damage they kept among themselves, ghosts they lived with that only other family members knew about.
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It was such a beautiful sentiment, so pure in its innocence, so uncaring of the vulnerableness. A great love for Sarah swept over me for which, if pressed, I would never have been able to justify. But maybe that's how love should be. Perhaps love is a magic between two people which should never be questioned, whether it happens in a heartbeat, or over time. Because to question it is to destroy its magic.
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Juanita, in a town full of starlets and wanna-be starlets, stood out. She was prettier than Lupe Velez and could handle a gun or a client with equal ease. But she also had the sweetest nature of any girl I knew. She had a lot of fellas and they all seemed to be happy about it and I didn't ask too many questions. She had been helping wait tables beneath our office off and on for about six months before I'd picked up that insurance case. It w..
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I had to drive through a very poor and largely Hispanic section of Miami to get to the apartment complex where Casey Martin had died. There were a lot of beautiful women on the sidewalks and at the outdoor cafes, a lot of tough guys and a lot of guys who weren't tough but trying to look like they were. The streets were alive with what criminally passed for music nowadays, and there were smells of cooking in the air that suggested savory tas..
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I felt myself being blown about in a different kind of storm, my landing much more uncertain than those delicate flakes falling from the sky.
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Manners hadn't been whistling Dixie about the disturbances in the cottage, however. He seemed like a stand-up guy, even good enough to warn me about the house before I'd forked over the cash. He was probably right about Johnny, and probably Deanna too, at least up to the point where she'd jumped. Boy was he in for a shock!
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I wondered how in the world I could possibly sleep now, knowing a wonderful girl who loved me was just down the hall. Slipping into Johnny's pajamas, I figured I might as well see what Perry and Della were up to. The detective yarn was good enough to distract me from a million questions I had no answers to, and in a short while my eyelids grew heavy. I barely managed to mark my place before exhaustion overcame me. It had been the most event..
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No one was more curious and excited about other cultures and peoples than Caroline. She sometimes still remembered facts about cultures, ancient secrets and rituals, sites of ruins that excited her when she talked about them. But her knowledge was partial where it had once been whole, her frequency of recall erratic and often fuzzy, like a station she couldn't quite get tuned in on the dial so that it was clear. The drugs that had been give..
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Buford woke up in a cold sweat because someone was screaming. The voice was his own, the dream always the same. The young Navajo girl, born prematurely to an alcoholic mother, trying to kill him with her grandfather's shotgun.
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She hadn't smiled, just watched him cautiously as he got out of his truck and approached. Buford couldn't blame her. It was lonely here at this time of morning and he realized he must look suspicious. He had a light beard and mustache because he hadn't shaved for several days. He'd thrown on his oldest and most comfortable pair of jeans and a ratty old Jimmy Buffet T-shirt to go fishing in. At least his black felt cowboy hat with the small ..
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That made her smile. She said in a rush, as though she'd been wanting to say it, "It's funny how lonely you can be when you're with a lot of people, isn't it? And how lonely you can be when you're all alone. Yet when it's just one nice person, someone with whom you instantly feel like you've known forever, you're not lonely anymore, because you're two."
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The station was broadcasting Glenn Miller and his band from some ballroom in Pennsylvania. It was probably one of those "Music of Your Life" stations. Miller's music still sounded fresh generations after it had first been heard. I could hear the tinkling of glasses between numbers as people chatted unaware something wonderful was passing, never to return. Miller himself would not return from WWII." --
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Neither Amy nor her father seemed to think it the least bit worrisome that they knew nothing about me, really. They had both made their assessments on the spot and decided in my favor. It was heartening, and different from the city I'd left behind.
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Mrs. Atwater will see you now." She spoke in a tone which conveyed her disappointment, but her smirk indicated the pleasure she'd derived from startling me. We stood there a second or two before I realized she wasn't going to walk me down to Mrs. Atwater's office. I said, "Don't ever let the world dampen that bubbly personality of yours, Ellen, it's what makes you so attractive." I didn't look back as I ambled toward the office but I could ..
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I packed up the office files, then swung by the apartment to pay up my rent and let the sour-faced old bat who collected it know I was moving out. She didn't seem heartbroken.
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Hearing the same shows I had listened to with the other girls at the orphanage kept me connected to them in my heart. It was a comfort knowing that back home -- my old home -- they were listening to them too...
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So, where to, Kitty Foyle?
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Without being able to explain how I knew, having no more experience than I had in such matters, I instinctively realized that she was extraordinarily beautiful. Yet hers was the kind of beauty that wouldn't always gets noticed. Someone passing her on the street probably would never give her a second look. It was when you focused on her for a moment or two that you realized how lovely she was.
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It would be easy to say that I skipped Chicago for Miami after the war ended because Pete and I were such good pals and I'd had such a great time there on leave. But in truth I decided to stay on in Miami because of Veronica Lake.
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We were in those dark early days of the war at the time, and the outcome was very much in question. Lake's appearance at the event was a morale booster for civilians and servicemen alike. She was standing behind a microphone that sat on a table draped in the American flag.
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Puttin' two slugs in some gumshoe in an alley behind the Whitman's Chocolates place, now that ain't their style at all. Murder, My Sweet's what me and Louisa's been callin' it. You know, like that movie with that singer fella playing the detective? Because it was next to the chocolate place." Henry laughed at his own joke. Everything about him was friendly. So friendly he could make light of murder."
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Try as he did at such times, his thoughts would inevitably turn to the pretty girl named Annie. Tony was always able to sense when the cowboy's deep longing for the girl was at its worst, and nudged him with his nose. He reached up and stroked the horse's mane absently, his thoughts further away than those stars above him. A pretty girl like that was probably at some dance, courted by a long list of admirers. A mere cowboy stood nary a chan..
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Yeah, that's it! There's these gorgeous paintings on the arches. Now, they ain't my cup o' java, mind ya, but it's gotta be high class, cause one them women's topless, and ain't nobody pays her no attention. That's when you know it's art," Henry added, as though he was sharing some profound insight, "when you can make the gals naked and no one makes a fuss about it."
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Lonesome tried to hide his surprise that Katie and Tommy lived in an old line-shack. It jutted out in the back where someone had slapped on a narrow rectangular room maybe six feet wide and eight feet long by Brooke's estimation. He hid his shock well, so that Katie would not be even more embarrassed than she was pretending not to be. There was a dignity to her that made her attractive, rising well above her circumstances. Lonesome knew wha..
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The river in his dreams was changing course once more when a sound caused him to roll to his right and come up with his Colt, ready for trouble. His movement was quick, a blur in the darkness; he had known men who died from sleeping too sound. No man who'd fought in the war ever slept a deep sleep.
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My mother had died giving birth to me, and no one seemed to know who my father was, so I had become a ward of the state. I had grown up in the orphanage, under the warm and caring tutelage of Aunt Betty and Aunt Gertie, my two mothers. We called them our aunts, but they were really more like mothers.
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It heightened the tension while we listened to Suspense. Nearly all the girls leaned forward, wide-eyed in dread at the heroine's predicament. She was trapped on a lonely country road, and a killer was on the loose!
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Something about the bright sun shining down on a palm tree gauchely planted next to a dentist's office gave the whole place an unreality, as though I was living on some movie studio backlot. Los Angeles was some Hollywood hack's idea of what glamor looked like, that bore little resemblance to the real thing.
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In his opinion they were hypocrites who conveniently forgot their peaceful town was only peaceful because someone with a gun had tamed it, and someone with a gun kept it that way.
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I reached over and she fell into my arms. "You have me. You'll always have me. We'll live forever, you and me." I heard her sniffle and then felt her laugh against my chest. She wrested herself gently from my arms." --
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It isn't like in books where the detective gets conked on the head, wakes up and keeps going another 48 hours straight. Exhaustion dulls the senses, impairs the brain and slows down the reflexes. Reaction time in business like this can be the difference between living and dying.
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I took the photos with me and heard Lucija making the call. As I closed the door behind me, I caught the scent of death from the patio, carried on the breeze moving the branches of the olive trees.
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Things were always tight because the state only allowed for room and board and meals. I knew this money had come from sacrifice and love. I wiped my tears and whispered to my empty compartment, "I love you, too."
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No one knows more about regret than an old drunk, and no old drunk knew more about living with it than Harry.
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Despite the devastation and death around us, and the uncertain future which lie ahead, I could not remember ever being as happy as the moment I officially became Sarah's Dad.
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How do I begin to tell you about Dana and all that she meant to my life? A writer can describe spring in technical terms; the scent of cherry blossoms awakening from their long winter's sleep; the first whiff of honeysuckle in the air; and the bright cool promise of the sun before it turns harsh in summer. Through some gift from God, perhaps he is able to imbue it so vividly for the reader that they can envision spring in all its loveliness..
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Wyn could never understand why men expected to do the most dangerous work there was, the maintaining of law and order, were paid the least. People expected things to be kept peaceful, but when it came time to pay someone for doing that job, they balked.
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