“But he didn’t seem surprised to see her. ‘Hey.’ ‘Hey, yourself.’ Okay, that was stupid. Her grandmother used to say Hey, yourself. Great, she… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“You have no idea how much I appreciate your friendship,” Jules said. Sam held out several bills. “Yeah, actually I do,” he said. “It’s… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“Colleen glanced up from her conversation with the station-wagon mom and caught him looking at her butt. Help.” — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
Marriage equality is coming, and not merely to a theater near you. — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“I love her.” Bobby said it aloud, to the door, knowing Wes couldn’t hear him over the sound of his own knocking. “I’m in… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“God, I want her in my life,” he said aloud. “What am I going to do, Wes?” No one answered.” — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“Then...you want to tell me what's going on with you and Deck?" Lindsey asked. "Nothing's going on," Tracy started to say, but changed it… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
This wasn't Weirdville, this was fricking Wonderland. Alice here was all grow up, but she was still chowing down on too much of that… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
Dare, dream, dance, smile, and sing loudly! And have faith that love is an unstoppable force! — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
“Vic, of course, clasped Max’s hand, obviously sizing him up, doing that macho squeeze thing that drove Gina nuts. “He’s younger than I remember,” he said to Gina. Perfect. Thank you so much, Victor. Then, back to Max, “We met—very briefly—a few years ago. Looks like being shot has agreed with you.” “That is the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share
I remain convinced that the most valuable use of time for a newly published author is to write a second book that's even better… — Suzanne Brockmann Copy Share Image
