“How can I concentrate on this case when she's all I can think of? When one pert look turns my spine to blackberry jam?" "Blackberry?" Drew looked up. "Oh, yes, I'm certain it's blackberry. I don't like blackberry.” — Julianna Deering Copy Share Image
“How can I concentrate on this case when she's all I can think of? When one pert look turns my spine to blackberry jam?"… — Julianna Deering Copy Share Image
“Uncle Mason has been awfully good to me. My faith meant a great deal to me too after I was left an orphan," "I… — Julianna Deering Copy Share Image
“We forget sometimes that parents--even uncles--have lives of their own. Worlds of their own. Sides of themselves we never see and never dream are… — Julianna Deering Copy Share Image
“Dash it all, there should be more clues. There should be just acres of suspects and something like a hollowed-out table leg or uneaten… — Julianna Deering Copy Share Image
“Any display of interest, I can assure you, Nicholas, has been manufactured by dear, sweet, acquisitive Mrs. Pomphrey-Hughes and no other. I'm sure she's… — Julianna Deering Copy Share Image
