Emma

“Hannah? Tell me you didn’t…” Delores paused to clear her throat, and when she spoke again, she sounded very tentative. “Did you?” “I’m afraid I did, Mother. I found Lucy last night.” “Hannah! You’ve simply got to stop doing things like this!” “It’s not like a scavenger hunt, Mother. I don’t go around looking for murder victims on purpose.” Hannah realized she sounded”
― Joanne Fluke, Strawberry Shortcake Murder

“There was no greater gift than making someone laugh. People who laughed were happy.”
― Joanne Fluke, Apple Turnover Murder

“I automatically leaned back, my head fitting into that spot between his neck and his shoulder. Again, the cliched romantic in me wondered how we seemed to fit so perfectly, two pieces of a jigsaw, and have such different, clashing personalities... I didn't care how bad we were for each other or that he'd be off to college soon; I just remembered that I was in love with him.”
― Beth Reekles, The Kissing Booth

“Mike gave her a warm smile. “Since you found the body, you don’t need copies of the crime scene photos, do you?” Hannah’s mouth dropped open. What was Mike talking about? “I can call you with the highlights from the autopsy report when it comes in.” “That would be nice,” Hannah said carefully, still not sure why Mike was being so cooperative. She had a sneaking suspicion she’d be better off not asking, but she couldn’t resist. “Why are you volunteering all this information?” “Because you’re going to get it anyway, one way or the other. There’s no sense in trying to keep you from sticking your nose in my case, is there?” Hannah thought about that for a moment, and then she shook her head. “No. Lisa”
― Joanne Fluke, Carrot Cake Murder