“I gather you weren't keen on going back to Scotland with your brother at this time of year. I don't say I blame you. Terribly bleak and cutoff in the winter." "Oh no, Mom," I said, as her words sunk… — Rhys Bowen Copy Share Image
“We have to get rid of pain in ass. She will not let me have good time. We should take her out.” “Take her out where?” Hanni grinned. “You know. Take her out. Waste her. Bang bang. Curtains.” “Hanni, I… — Rhys Bowen Copy Share Image
“Aren't you going a little overboard?" I asked, picturing a day ahead of me trying to find these items in a town I didn't… — Rhys Bowen Copy Share Image
We should all have personal hot air balloons and drift serenely through the clouds. — Rhys Bowen Copy Share Image
“I gather you weren't keen on going back to Scotland with your brother at this time of year. I don't say I blame you.… — Rhys Bowen Copy Share Image
“Wow, holy cow, hubba hubba, gee whiz. That was some guy. Don’t tell me he’s your main squeeze!” “My what?” “Your honey. Your sugar.… — Rhys Bowen Copy Share Image
“So none of the young men we encountered during our season gave you hot pants for them? Belinda! Your language. I've been mingling with… — Rhys Bowen Copy Share Image
“It's not her fault she can't cook." "You are too nice natured, darling. You won't get anywhere in this world being kind and generous.… — Rhys Bowen Copy Share Image
Why is it that there is this misconception that dark equals good. That only applies to chocolate. — Rhys Bowen Copy Share Image
“A man in love does not notice the cut of the dress, but rather a face of a beloved.” — Rhys Bowen Copy Share Image
Full of fun, over-the-top characters and witty prose, with a touch of gay romance that is equally pleasing to straight readers. The Edwin Drood… — Rhys Bowen Copy Share Image
