Winfred Swicegood

“After lunch Nancy, Bess, and George drove to the eastern outskirts of River Heights to search for the larkspur house. They were riding along a shady country road. Nancy stopped in front of a small home where a woman was trimming the hedge. Under a nearby tree sat an old lady, shelling peas. “Excuse me,” said Nancy, “we’re trying to find a large house in this area that has lots of larkspur or bluebells around it. Do you know of such a place?” “Can’t say I do,” the woman replied. “What’d she say?” the old lady asked loudly. “Nothing, Mother. Just some house they’re looking for. She’s deaf,” the woman added to Nancy. “I heard that!” the mother said tartly. “And I heard ‘house’ and ‘bluebells.’ They’re lookin’ for the bluebell house. And I know just where it is!”
― Carolyn Keene, Password to Larkspur Lane

“Time was being stripped from her one second at a time.”
― D.L. Maddox, The Dog Walker: The Prequel

“This could be my Everest, man—no, no, even better. Hacking a military AI? Wow, man, that’s like, that’s like going to Mars, dude, yeah, like Mars!”
― Guy Morris, Swarm

“Valdin did not notice the grey stones in the distant rock, although they glinted in the setting sun, nor did he spot the three figures sitting below the rocks. Not that he would have spotted the men even if he had paid close attention. The two Coelete warriors had been instructed by Anaton. They were to look out for a man on a black stallion and follow him until they knew where he was going. The third Coelete would travel back through the passageway to report the sighting to Anaton.”
― Robert Reid, The Thief