Ashley Weaver Quotes
“Life holds darkness and light, and sometimes one must step into the shadows to see which will prevail.'
The curtain fell, and there was a moment of silence before applause burst forth from the audience. It was not the tepid appreciation of polite spectators, but the thunderous approval of those who marveled at what they had just seen.”
“He waved a hand. 'Never mind. It doesn't matter. Perhaps I did look guilty there for a while. In any event, it was interesting being the prime suspect for a moment or two.'
'If only we'd confided in one another,' I said. 'But we've never been very good at that, have we?'
'It could be worse. At least you've never tried to drown me in my bathtub.'
I let out a sound that was some cross between a laugh and a sigh. 'Do be serious, Milo.”
“Life is an adventure to be certain," Milo replied. "Especially if one has a nose for trouble. Isn't that right, my perceptive darling?"
Sometimes one could have too much adventure. I was suddenly very weary of this holiday. It would be nice to get back to England, to rest at Thornecrest and enjoy our London flat. I was ready to go home.
"Can we go back to London at once?" I asked Milo.
"Very well, darling." He came to me and pulled me into his arms. "But let's not start packing just yet."
I looked up at him smiling. "You don't mind us going home? I know how much you love your nights spent running wild in Paris."
"Je n'aime que toi, ma chérie," he murmured, leaning to kiss me.
Emile seemed to appreciate the sentiment for he screeched loudly, clapping his paws together with approval and smacking his lips.
Milo glanced at the monkey with an annoyed sigh.
"That will do, Emile. You've been most helpful, but I'm afraid I've had enough of your interference for one day."
And then he swept me up into his arms and carried me to the bedroom, kicking the door firmly closed behind us.”
“This was the last thing we needed. I was sure we made quite a pair, me in my evening gown and Milo in his bloodstained shirt. 'Let's hurry to the car, Milo.' I made a move to descend the front steps, ready to push my way through the crowd, but Milo stopped me with a hand on my arm.
'Just a moment, darling.'
'What is it?'
'Let's give them something to put in the gossip columns first, shall we?' And he pulled me to him and kissed me thoroughly in the blinding glare of the flashbulbs.”
“I had always prided myself on my independence, but at that moment what I longed for was someone with whom I could talk and share my troubles. It was in moments like these that I felt the hollowness of my marriage the keenest. In those whirlwind days of my courtship I had failed to take into account the fact that storms of life called for stronger stuff than the easy flow of smooth endearments and witty banter.”
“I stared at the list, as though willing the murderer's name to appear in red letters before my eyes. I felt I was so close to discovering something, if only I could find the right link, some bit of information that would point in the right direction. At least, that was how it worked in the mystery novels.”