“Steve doesn’t work here anymore.” Madeline sat in the cul-de-sac, trying to absorb the words she’d just heard. “I haven’t seen Steve since he was laid off. That was at the beginning of September. About six months ago.” — Wendy Wax Copy Share Image
“There are three rules for writing a novel. Unfortunately, no one knows what they are. —W. SOMERSET MAUGHAM” — Wendy Wax Copy Share Image
“Dottie, spray her hair some more so that it can’t fall forward. It’s hiding her, um, profile.” This was Jonathan the director’s euphemism for… — Wendy Wax Copy Share Image
“They looked at each other. “I don’t understand it. But I know who sent it.” Maddie Singer’s thumbs and her iPhone were often incompatible.… — Wendy Wax Copy Share Image
“ladies’ clothing aisle—strategically located just past the automotive section—where Avery and Madeline selected some of the ugliest shorts and T-shirts Nicole had ever seen.” — Wendy Wax Copy Share Image
“We honeymooned on the SS Franklin,” Max said. “We were the onboard entertainment even though it was Millie’s first time onstage. When I saw… — Wendy Wax Copy Share Image
“The last time you gave me ‘Hightower detail’ he caught me with his underwear in my hands.” “I’m sorry I missed that.” Nicole’s voice… — Wendy Wax Copy Share Image
“Madeline Singer had recently achieved two things that surprised her: a senior citizen discount; and the legal right to date.” — Wendy Wax Copy Share Image
“Either way would give her a shot at covering their most pressing expenses until Malcolm Dyer was found and the remainder of their money… — Wendy Wax Copy Share Image
“the fact that her children were so obviously living their own lives was bittersweet. Their independence was what you hoped for and worked toward,… — Wendy Wax Copy Share Image
“What defines us isn’t how we behave when things are good, Andrew, but how we respond when they aren’t.” — Wendy Wax Copy Share Image
