Cherish Noel

“Before I know it, I have told her everything. About the blue-and-black dress. About… well, that’s pretty much all of it. But my God, he was such a jerk about that dress.”
― Freida McFadden, The Widow's Husband's Secret Lie

“The director of the psychiatric ward is my father’s brother’s nephew’s cousin’s former college roommate. He’ll do whatever I want him to do—trust me.”
― Freida McFadden, The Widow's Husband's Secret Lie

“I took precautions to keep it from happening.” I let out a wretched sob. “I put LED lights in every closet, but I still got pregnant. I don’t understand it.” She cocks her head to the side. “LED lights?” I nod. “I read online that if you have LEDs placed, they are over ninety-eight percent effective in preventing pregnancy.” Poppy stares at me for several beats, a confused look on her face. “Do you mean… IUDs?” “What’s an IUD?”
― Freida McFadden, The Widow's Husband's Secret Lie

“I couldn’t take a chance.” I wipe a tear from my own eyes. “What if you thought the dress was blue and black too?” “Never!” Poppy cries. “That dress was white and gold! Anyone who thought otherwise definitely had defective rods or cones or whatever.”
― Freida McFadden, The Widow's Husband's Secret Lie