By Cynthia Ruchti
(This novel was packed with Zingers – I couldn’t pick just one!)
“The shoulds are like massive perfect storm waves to someone who’s drifting.”
The next speaker’s rabbit trail wandered so far afield, Lucy feared his point had already crossed into the next county without him.
A school without budget woes. And other fairy tales.
by Ann Gabhart – suggested by avid reader Barbara Swierczek
The man was speeding his love train down a track with the bridge out.
by Kristen Ethridge
And an officer never let down those he commanded.
Even when his command was two Labradors, three cats, and one woman with hauntingly expressive eyes and a very wet ponytail.
If Diana’s quote was right and the greatest thing out there was love, the second greatest had to be an unexpected hug.
by Janet Evanovich
Grandma has some things in common with the Queen of England. They have the same hairstyle, they each carry their purse in the crook of their arm, and no one tells either of them what to do.
by Christina Baker Kline
Dina is constantly rolling her eyes, muttering under her breath about Molly’s various infractions – didn’t put away her laundry, left a bowl in the sink, can’t be bothered to make her bed – all of which are part and parcel of the liberal agenda that’s ruining this country.
by Jan Thompson
Drop your low-level expectations and trust in a high-level God.
by Khaled Hosseini
Closing Sohrab’s door, I wondered if that was how forgiveness budded, not with the fanfare of epiphany, but with pain gathering its things, packing up, and slipping away unannounced in the middle of the night.
“Anybody who collects books can’t be all bad.”
They’d soon find out they shouldn’t mess with a divorced, menopausal, bald woman in a bad mood.
From the time I arrived in British East Africa at the indifferent age of four and went through the barefoot stage of early youth hunting wild pig with the Nandi, later training race-horses for a living, and still later scouting Tanganyika and the waterless bush country between the Tana and Athi Rivers, by aeroplane, for elephant, I remained so happily provincial I was unable to discuss the boredom of being alive with any intelligence until I had gone to London and lived there a year.