Deany Ray > Quotes

“Jesus Christ,”
― Deany Ray, Dead Man's Float

“they were all from a generation that knew how to dress up even for a routine flight.”
― Deany Ray, Closed Casket

“So many things had gone wrong in the last year and a half, and I felt like I was becoming a worse version of myself. I used to be in control. I used to own situations. Now I didn’t even recognize myself.”
― Deany Ray, Be My Valentine

“Look”
― Deany Ray, Fool Me Once

“The doctor said the explosion had knocked me to the ground with the kind of force that would have my every inch of my body crying out with pain for the next”
― Deany Ray, The Charlie Cooper Mysteries

“in a senior community center, it didn’t matter what day of the week it was. Seemed all the same to me when you’re retired.”
― Deany Ray, Coming in Hot

“The day gets long and lonely if you minimize your humanly interactions.”
― Deany Ray, Fool Me Once

“It’s not like you’re a good judge of character when you’re twenty. That comes later in life.”
― Deany Ray, Coming in Hot

“Everything was going great”
― Deany Ray, Coming in Hot

“Theodore laughed. “Oh”
― Deany Ray, Fool Me Once

“To be honest, everybody was capable of murder given the right circumstances.”
― Deany Ray, Coming in Hot

“It’s never too late. Never too late to start fresh.”
― Deany Ray, Coming in Hot

“You should have become a professional host.” Even in the half dark”
― Deany Ray, Coming in Hot

“You can’t go hating it before you give it a chance.”
― Deany Ray, Coming in Hot

“Careful. These are strong. They fool you when they name it after a Popsicle.” She looked up and fell back against her seat, sighing. “Damn it!” “Uh-oh. What’s up?”
― Deany Ray, Off Target

“I didn’t know who I was. I thought I did, but life threw me a curveball. Now, I was discovering new things about myself I didn’t even know I had in me.”
― Deany Ray, The Piper Harris Mysteries: Volumes 4-6

“can right here,” Marge replied and looked inside. “The thing is empty.” Celeste smiled at the sight of Marge finally trapping a paper between her oversized colorful mitts. “Thank you, Suzy Homemaker. All you need is an apron.” While we hurried to search the room, the doorbell rang. Drat. The three of us froze. We had every right to be here and I was getting tired of explaining that to Alex. I was hoping we’d be gone before he showed up at the door. We headed to the landing to see Deborah peeking out the window. She nodded when she saw us. “Yes, I’m afraid it’s him,” she whispered. I knew what was coming next: a mournful look from Alex, along with a little speech about interference with an important police investigation. Could we get in trouble? What were exactly the rules when we were working in a private home and hired by the homeowner? I’d promised him I’d be careful. But surely we had every right to be here, working for our client. The gig was up in any case. Alex had surely seen Marge’s car out front. “Let’s hurry to the couch,” I said, keeping my voice very low. “Then he might think that we’re only here to talk and to consult with Deborah.” “Quick, let’s go,” Celeste said. “Deborah, could you hold off for just a second before you let him in?” Deborah scowled. “I don’t really want to let him in at all. He’s a looker, but obnoxious. You take your time. He can cool his heels and wait.” Celeste wasn’t taking any chances. “Go!” she said, touching me on the back since I was closest to the stairs. Things moved quickly from that point. As I tended to do at the most important times, I tripped and fell flat on my face. Thankfully, my glasses stayed on. I’d nearly made it safely down the stairs when my foot got caught on the carpet. Marge and Celeste were right behind me, almost flying in their haste. We ended up in one big pile in front of a frowning Deborah. “And you’re sure that you’re detectives?” she asked doubtfully. “The real official thing,” Marge squeaked, rubbing her shoulder with the bright orange oven mitt. We limped to the couch as Deborah headed to the door. I heard a familiar voice as she let him in, and we arranged ourselves oh so casually on the couch, as if we’d been there all along. Alex wasn’t pleased at all. He and Deborah were both scowling as they walked into the room. And for all the unpleasantness, we hadn’t found a thing. Operation Search the Office Before Alex had not been a success. Chapter Seven Despite the pain in my left knee (and the tight quarters on the loveseat), I tried to look the part of an innocent working woman who’d come to talk – and only talk – to a client in distress. “What are you three up to?” Alex gave us a”
― Deany Ray, Diced

“It said something about your relationship with your grandmother when you had to frisk her at 6:50 in the morning.”
― Deany Ray, Fool Me Once

“Then I realized how short life is and I can’t waste time on stupid hang-ups. You never know when life is over.”
― Deany Ray, Bad Company

“That’s all in your past now,” Theodore said. “This is your present. You can make a deliberate choice about how you live your life in the present.”
― Deany Ray, Fool Me Once

“She grinned. “To the kind of possibilities with dreamy eyes and muscles.” She let”
― Deany Ray, Off Target

“Welcome to Till the Bitter End Independent Living. Where your tropical dreams come true.”
― Deany Ray, Fool Me Once

“Life was normal a few days ago.” She sighed. “Everything changed so fast.”
― Deany Ray, Coming in Hot

“This is your present. You can make a deliberate choice about how you live your life in the present.”
― Deany Ray, Fool Me Once

“Still, apparently you needed to take a leap of faith now and then and hope for the best.”
― Deany Ray, Coming in Hot

“As long as you’re alive, it’s never too late.”
― Deany Ray, Coming in Hot