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“I had one word for him, and it started with an "ass" and ended in "hole.”
― Abby Cooper, Psychic Eye
― Abby Cooper, Psychic Eye
“You’ve missed a lot of things. But mostly I think you’ve missed several opportunities to leave. Let me assist you to the door so that you won’t miss this next one.”
― Abby Cooper, Psychic Eye
― Abby Cooper, Psychic Eye
“And I was fairly certain that my strong-enough-for-King-Kong-but-made-for-a-woman deodorant had utterly failed. --Doom with a View”
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“I miss you when you’re not around,’ he said. ‘I can’t sleep when you’re not next to me, and I worry a lot about what you’re up to.”
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“Hey,” Faraday said after a few seconds. “Did you know your clock’s still ten minutes fast?”
― When
― When
“I was like a whirlpool of tragedy, and anybody who dared to get too close to me could get sucked in and drown. Like I was drowning right now.”
― When
― When
“I immersed myself in my relationship with my husband, in little ways at first. Dutch would come home from his morning workout and I’d bring him coffee as he stepped out of the shower. He’d slip into a crisp white shirt and dark slacks and run a little goop through his hair, and I’d eye him in the mirror with desire and a sultry smile that he couldn’t miss. He’d head to work and I’d put a love note in his bag—just a line about how proud I was of him. How beautiful he was. How happy I was as his wife.
He’d come home and cook dinner and instead of camping out in front of the TV while he fussed in the kitchen, I’d keep him company at the kitchen table and we’d talk about our days, about our future, about whatever came to mind. After dinner, he’d clear the table and I’d do the dishes, making sure to compliment him on the meal. On those weekends when he’d head outside to mow the lawn, I’d bring him an ice-cold beer. And, in those times when Dutch was in the mood and maybe I wasn’t, well, I got in the mood and we had fun.
As the weeks passed and I kept discovering little ways to open myself up to him, the most amazing thing happened. I found myself falling madly, deeply, passionately, head-over-heels in love with my husband. I’d loved him as much as I thought I could love anybody before I’d married him, but in treating him like my own personal Superman, I discovered how much of a superhero he actually was. How giving he was. How generous. How kind, caring, and considerate. How passionate. How loving. How genuinely good. And whatever wounds had never fully healed from my childhood finally, at long last, formed scar tissue. It was like being able to take a full breath of air for the first time in my life. It was transformative. And it likely would save our marriage, because, at some point, all that withholding would’ve turned a loving man bitter. On some level I think I’d known that and yet I’d needed my sister to point it out to me and help me change.
Sometimes it’s good to have people in your life that know you better than you know yourself.”
― Sense of Deception
He’d come home and cook dinner and instead of camping out in front of the TV while he fussed in the kitchen, I’d keep him company at the kitchen table and we’d talk about our days, about our future, about whatever came to mind. After dinner, he’d clear the table and I’d do the dishes, making sure to compliment him on the meal. On those weekends when he’d head outside to mow the lawn, I’d bring him an ice-cold beer. And, in those times when Dutch was in the mood and maybe I wasn’t, well, I got in the mood and we had fun.
As the weeks passed and I kept discovering little ways to open myself up to him, the most amazing thing happened. I found myself falling madly, deeply, passionately, head-over-heels in love with my husband. I’d loved him as much as I thought I could love anybody before I’d married him, but in treating him like my own personal Superman, I discovered how much of a superhero he actually was. How giving he was. How generous. How kind, caring, and considerate. How passionate. How loving. How genuinely good. And whatever wounds had never fully healed from my childhood finally, at long last, formed scar tissue. It was like being able to take a full breath of air for the first time in my life. It was transformative. And it likely would save our marriage, because, at some point, all that withholding would’ve turned a loving man bitter. On some level I think I’d known that and yet I’d needed my sister to point it out to me and help me change.
Sometimes it’s good to have people in your life that know you better than you know yourself.”
― Sense of Deception
“The key to a happy marriage is this: Every day when you wake up, commit yourself to making him feel like Superman. Light up when he enters the room. Let him know as often as you can how much you appreciate him and everything he does for you. If he wants to get it on, honey, get it on. And when he’s tired, or ill, or grouchy, take care of him in any way you can.” When I’d offered her a (very) skeptical frown, she’d added, “That doesn’t mean turning yourself into June Cleaver, Abby.”
― Sense of Deception
― Sense of Deception
“I'm not quite sure which scout troop Heath belonged to, but it certainly wasn't the "I will totally honor my previous promise of no hanky-panky in the shower" troop.”
― What a Ghoul Wants
― What a Ghoul Wants
“When I walk the halls of my high school those smudges are a constant reminder that death is a mere squint away.”
― When
― When
“What kind of a man thinks it's appropriate to give his soon- to-be bride a lethal weapon for a wedding present?”
― Lethal Outlook
― Lethal Outlook
“My motto is: When in doubt, just keep lying. Even if you're terrible at it.”
― Lethal Outlook
― Lethal Outlook
“Liar, liar, pants on fire…”
― Abby Cooper, Psychic Eye
― Abby Cooper, Psychic Eye
“My sister the booty police.”
― Abby Cooper, Psychic Eye
― Abby Cooper, Psychic Eye
“I didn't care for the energy of the place—too many people and too much cigarette smoke—so I ventured instead near the lobby and the shops. At first I was a little intimidated by all the designer labels, but after a while I ventured into Dolce & Gabbana and Louis Vuitton and of course my favorite, Jimmy Choo. I was like a kid at the petting zoo, stroking the luxurious fabrics, cuddling with the fine leather purses, and cooing to the shoes. "Want to come home with me?" I asked one pair of beautiful snakeskin sandals. Their $450 price tag begged to differ, however, and I left them to find another home.”
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“Gilly Gilleshpee”
― Demons are a Ghoul's Best Friend
― Demons are a Ghoul's Best Friend
“In my next lifetime I wanted to come back as a guy. They seemed to always get the upper hand.”
― Abby Cooper, Psychic Eye
― Abby Cooper, Psychic Eye
“I don’t like cops. I mean, it’s all well and good that they’re out there defending us against anarchy and all, but most of the cops I’ve met are suspicious of everything and everyone. Every little thing needs to have a motive behind it. As a rule I find them cynical and too analytical, very one-plus-one-equals-two types. There’s no way a cop would take me at my word. I mean, I could just see myself walking up to the police counter and saying, ‘Hey, I have some information about a murder. I’m a psychic, so please take me seriously.’ They’d laugh in my face as they locked me up in the looney bin.
And what if I was right? What if the information I had did help them? You can bet that instead of taking my gift seriously they’d think I had something to do with the crime. No, I don’t want any part of it. There’s no way I can prove how I got my information, and cops are big on proof. They’d want some evidence as to how I knew such and such. Well, in my profession, proof is a hard thing to come by. I live in an intangible world. I don’t know why I know things, I just do, and that doesn’t translate well in the world of your average lawman.”
― Abby Cooper, Psychic Eye
And what if I was right? What if the information I had did help them? You can bet that instead of taking my gift seriously they’d think I had something to do with the crime. No, I don’t want any part of it. There’s no way I can prove how I got my information, and cops are big on proof. They’d want some evidence as to how I knew such and such. Well, in my profession, proof is a hard thing to come by. I live in an intangible world. I don’t know why I know things, I just do, and that doesn’t translate well in the world of your average lawman.”
― Abby Cooper, Psychic Eye
“I’d even had business cards made up reading, ABIGAIL COOPER, P.I. with teeny-weeny little letters underneath in parentheses spelling out PSYCHIC INTUITIVE. Most people think I’m trying to be clever. The truth is, I’m a chickenshit.”
― Abby Cooper, Psychic Eye
― Abby Cooper, Psychic Eye
“Wow!” Dutch exclaimed as he took a gander at me. “You are a beautiful woman, Abby.”
“And you have excellent taste!” I deadpanned. I’d waited for years to say that line.”
― Abby Cooper, Psychic Eye
“And you have excellent taste!” I deadpanned. I’d waited for years to say that line.”
― Abby Cooper, Psychic Eye
“Holding up my credit card so Gilley could see, I snipped it in half.
'You act like I don't have the numbers, expiration date, and security code memorized,' he mocked.”
― The Ghoul Next Door
'You act like I don't have the numbers, expiration date, and security code memorized,' he mocked.”
― The Ghoul Next Door
“I realized then that thinking about what my life might have been was an impossible thing to consider, because in thinking about what my life would have been with Mama still in it, I would have to completely disregard the knowledge of what my life was now, with all its troubles and dangers but also all its miraculous gifts.”
― No Ghouls Allowed
― No Ghouls Allowed
“To add insult to injury, at that moment Cathy and a group of her friends walked by. “Ewwww,” they said collectively as we sopped up the mess. I felt my cheeks sear with heat.”
― When
― When
“have”
― Ghouls Just Haunt to Have Fun
― Ghouls Just Haunt to Have Fun
“What's this?' I demanded, mimicking his hand motion. cole's gaze stopped roving. Looking me dead in the eyes, he said, 'Hot. Like...yesterday, you were...you know...whoa, but today...I mean, damn, woman. Damn!”
― Forever, Again
― Forever, Again
“Ignorance is only blissful until the truth comes out and smacks you in the face.”
― Coaching Fire
― Coaching Fire






