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He looks like he smells great, but you wouldn’t really want to get close enough to find out for certain.

Man that flash often wear so much collogne you wouldn’t actually need to get very close.

Aaron heeft geen reden om te liegen, daar wint hij niets mee.

Behalve dan dat jij - net als hij - een hekel krijgt aan ijshockeyers.

Don’t they ask all wittnesses/possible suspects for formal ID when they interview them?
Then they would have found out about assummed identities days ago.

how am I going to explain to Pete Harris that some of our evidence is based on observations during a séance?

Call it a gathering with a conversation.

Any evidence the spirits give is insubmissable or needs supporting evidence anyway.

Finally, Mac is THINKING about taking a snowmobile to get the police. Another ten pages and he may actually go.

Now lunch is the most important thing. Nevermind they finally have transport out to get police or someone to fix the generator.

”Other than you and the four staff members, it was just Linda and Jessica Garrett? Is that enough people to handle all these guests?”

Obviously, the guests will have to clean their own rooms from now on.
It hasn’t been mentioned how many guests there are, but normally there are three housekeepers.

He cast a pleading glance in my direction.

Mac, a police officer, is apparently not able to tell pushy women to shove off and behave themselves. He needs Clyde to resque him from Vi and Mavis.

we can have coffee while we wait for maintenance to get the power up and running again.

How will you brew the coffee if there is no power? Or do you have it standing ready in thermosses just in case?

Why didn’t his sisters bring their partners?

Every last boyfriend I’ve ever had has made some comment about high maintenance and it’s not been a compliment.

Remind boyfriends that fighter jets are high maintenance. And no one’s eschewing them for single prop cropdusters.

he’s so not your type.

True. But my type never seemed to work out for me, so I branched out.

If this is her hotelroom, booked for a couple of nights, why is she putting on yesterday’s clothes. Did she not bring a fresh pair of knickers, eventhough she knew two days before that she would be staying the night.

Huh, this is a repeat of a previous scene.

it was always torturous getting Christy to say something she didn’t want to say.

Then stop interrupting her trail of thought with questions. Let Christy work out what she wants to say at her own pace.

The fuck.
He lost his job and is keeping that a secret from his wife? Who in their right mind does that?

you’ll be watching her.

Just say it Alix: My idea was to have a nice relaxing holiday. Watching a child the whole time doesn’t sound relaxing.

Obviously, Becky doesn’t know there is a list either, otherwise she wouldn’t have shown up without checking.

So, can someone please assemble enough backbone to tell Becky to stop blaming others (i.e. Ollie) for her own misfortune?

And twelve is old enough to deal with setbacks.

She couldn’t shake the feeling - reafformed by Becky - that she was at least partly responsible for getting him ill.

I understand about feeling guilty when a lover gets ill, but he’s a grown man who should be able to look out for himself, and Becky’s been a bitch since you met her, so her opinion doesn’t count.

Can Ollie please take the hint that it is not appreciated that she takes the blame?
It’s very annoying if a person thinks they are that influential.

That’s not the sort of joke a woman with low self-confidence would make. Making Ollie’s dip in self-confidence after a few mishaps less believable.

Ollie had specifically asked Becky to help her with the details of the children’s workshop. The number of parents needed to help and how to make sure they actually show up should have been discussed there. It’s on Becky that she only shared her concerns after the event.

she bit her lip, the action unapologetically flirtatious

Sure, if you think childlike behaviour is cute/sexy on an adult woman.

It’s been a week and no further mention of the famous author that might visit the shop. Not from Ollie to her boss, nor from the editor to Ollie.
Careless of both.

So Marcus is already doing his workshop at the bookstore, bur Ollie gas not yet mentioned her contact with the author. I guess Marcus was available on very short notice. (I would have planned him after the holidays. A small town bookstore doesn’t need an event every week.)

Ollie: ‘Shall I bring my car in?’
Max: ‘My house is a five-minute walk. We can go in mine.

I spot a man that’s afraid of giving up control. Can’t even have a woman in the driver’s seat.
“Ah, you don’t have to pick me up, you can walk to my house.”

On a ghost walk everyone is scarred when they see a light that matches the story just told. What? There were no people on the tour that don’t believe in ghosts bur just come for the atmosphere and stories? They wouldn’t be scared, they’d be curious.

Ollie goes around town asking people to an impromptu book club and people say: that sounds great, see you then.
What about: that sounds like a commitment? How often do you expect me to show up from now on?

Off to a good start.

Ollie (…) took a long swallow, barely noticing that it was still too hot to drink.

No, your body will tell you it’s too hot to drink. Pain receptors aren’t distracted by emails.

Cass returns home, tells people about the swap and they’re all “oh, yeah, cool. I should grow up myself too”?

Not a single one gets even a little bit angry?