“Cookie&Charley Coffee moments: “You did your dishes with shampoo?” “It was either that or my apricot body scrub.” “No, good call. A… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“The rush of adrenaline helped. Not a lot. I still needed a caffeine fix, but at least I was awake enough to… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“Our relationship was a lot like underwear in a dryer without a static control sheet. One minute we were floating through life,… — darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“suddenly I’m that chick from Fatal Attraction. Next thing you know, I’ll be boiling rabbits.” — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“The funny thing about GPS was it didn’t always send you in the right direction. I knew that if I took a… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“Gemma was so determined for me to deal with my PTSD, but I thought I was doing pretty well with it. We… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“My plans often went awry. Much like my thoughts. Hold the phones. Maybe SATAN had A.D.D. too. It would explain a lot.” — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“I felt like the girl who showed up at a formal dinner party in jeans and a Pink Floyd T-shirt. Probably ’cause… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“Charley's "FOR THE LOVE OF": “Oh,FOR THE LOVE OF gravy” “Just be honest with me, FOR THE LOVE OF applesauce, Gemma.” “But… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
He bombarded me with words, of all things, apparently clueless to the fact that the predawn hours rendered me incapable of coherent thought. — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
I have three words for you," EMT Guy said. "Possible internal bleeding." I turned back to him. "Don't you think if I was bleeding… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
God I loved Sammy. I’d considered marrying him, but his wife got upset when I asked for his hand. — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“Oh, my god, I don't know. What do you want?" "You," he said, his voice lowering an octave. "I want you, Dutch, body and… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“If ever there was a time to carry a flashlight, it would definitely be at night.” — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
In three hundred feet, turn right," Darth Vader said. The Darth Vader. I felt like we were friends now. Like I could tell him… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“The asshole slipped Peggy a five-spot to bring him his burger first. Never trust a man with a penis.” — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“I reported to work the next morning looking like something the cat dragged in, half eaten yet somehow still alive.” — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
