You called me at four thirty-four…I hate four thirty-four. I think four thirty-four should be banned and replaced with something more reasonable,… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
I had yet to be a mother, but I would have thought it difficult to forget something it took thirty-seven hours of… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
Want coffee?" I asked, as I headed that way. "It's three thirty in the morning." "Okay. Want coffee? — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
I'd never taken to four foot creatures who had the uncanny ability to point out all my flaws in thirty second flat.… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
Cookie had taken her daughter amber to school then walked the thirty-something feet to work earlier. Our business was on the second… — 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
