“Violet Lynn Parker, you’d better spill or I’ll start bellowing ‘Happy Birthday’ to you in my Bobcat Goldthwait voice.” — Ann Charles Copy Share Image
“This was turning into a B-rated Mexican soap opera, all pasión caliente and bad acting. I slammed the cupboard door into his face, a… — Ann Charles Copy Share Image
“I’m not ‘stubborn.’” “Oh, really?” Lifting my chin, I said, “I’m determined.” (Violet to Doc)” — Ann Charles Copy Share Image
“we could slam tequila shots over my current problem until we came up with a solution … or passed out trying.” — Ann Charles Copy Share Image
“For some stupid reason, I had this irrational need to prove to Cooper that I could inspect dead bodies over black coffee and maple… — Ann Charles Copy Share Image
“I’m seeing someone.” He grinned sheepishly. “Well, not officially, but we’re screwing around every chance we get.” “Oh, that’s … uh … wonderful.” Hallmark… — Ann Charles Copy Share Image
“I needed to plug that hole in my head where the marbles were pouring out.” — Ann Charles Copy Share Image
“Hawke’s thick black unibrow scrunched in the middle as the two sides of his forehead collided in a curious display of plate tectonics.” — Ann Charles Copy Share Image
“I had a reputation for scary smiles that sent children shrieking away. Evil clowns had nothing on me.” — Ann Charles Copy Share Image
“I knew that kind of thinking was paranoid, but after the wacky crap that had happened to me over the last couple of months,… — Ann Charles Copy Share Image
“The first time I came to Deadwood, I got shot in the ass." -Violet Parker” — Ann Charles Copy Share Image
“Without warning, I stomped my heel down on Detective Hawke’s toe. Hard. He squealed and did a one-footed jig. I debated on clapping along.” — Ann Charles Copy Share Image
“I thought you were makin’ small talk about the weather.” “When have I ever made small talk with you?” “When we first met.” “No,… — Ann Charles Copy Share Image
