Anne Perreault > Quotes

“So, you see, you're not the only ones who have lost someone. War doesn't discriminate, Petra. We'll all have to deal with the scars. It's easier to handle when you know you're not alone and that your sins are forgiven.”
― Anne Perreault, Defending My Father's House

“She gulped the air, suddenly starving for it.
He wasn't built like Hercules. Instead, his muscles were chiseled as if by a master sculptor with a finesse that left her reaching for the door frame to steady herself.”
― Anne Perreault, The Blessing

“Well, hello there. And welcome. You must be the German gal.”
I nodded, still not trusting myself to speak.
“It's nice to meet you,” she said in a loud voice.
“She's German, not deaf,” Henry murmured. “This is Mrs. Price. She takes care of the staff.”
― Anne Perreault, Leaving My Father's House

“Bring it in.” Herr Reitmann's scowl had softened. “You both have some crazy notions of what going over a jump ought to look like.” He emphasized the word over. “You both have talent, I can't deny that. It wasn't a stellar performance, but I'll train you. Tomorrow morning, be here at seven.”
“In the morning?” I squeaked. Now my voice worked.”
― Anne Perreault, Leaving My Father's House

“She blew a strand of hair from her face. “I don't normally invite a near-stranger into my apartment. I'm trying to work up my courage to do that.”
He reached out a hand to cover hers. “I appreciate it. I can assure you that I am a law-abiding citizen. As a cop, I have to have a clean record.”
― Anne Perreault, The Gift

“Dakota once again drew in a breath, her cheeks reddened. “And you’d be the smokin’ hot guy?” Her teeth scraped over her bottom lip.
He cocked his head. “But of course.”
― Anne Perreault, The Promise

“He cocked his head and considered her. Would she slap his face for even suggesting this? “Trust me.”
He managed to draw her to her feet, her back to his chest.
“What are you doing?” Her voice came as a quick burst. She struggled against him.
“Trust... me.”
He wrapped his arms tightly around her, cocooning her in his embrace. If only he could keep her like this. Safe. Protected.
Her arms hung by her side, her hands forming tight fists. But no punch - yet.”
― Anne Perreault, Finding Courage

“Judith.” Her mother glanced at her with a curious look on her face. “You seem a might bit distracted this evening. Is something the matter?”
“Nothing’s the matter, Mama,” she mumbled.
“Then I suggest, dear, that you put the sampler down before you stain it with your blood.” Her mother smiled tenderly at her.”
― Anne Perreault, An Unusual Adventure

“Fatima nodded quickly. “Absolutely,” she said, trying to sound upbeat. She could pretend for a moment that this was a possibility. Even if it could never happen. “Now, tell me. I bet Zahir is bald and fat. And he probably has a wart on his nose. I mean, he always was an old fuddy-duddy.”

Sitting here with her friend, pretending things were possible, gave Fatima the courage to act as if she were a teenager again.”
― Anne Perreault, If I Dream