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Oh, now there's a pretty picture! Ewww! LOL


...she felt something warm, wet, and sandpapery lick the entire right side of he..."
I'm just catching up, obviously. Just absolutely love, love, loved this book! The audiobook was tremendous! Thanks to Brenda for introducing it. I wouldn't have even known about it otherwise and that would be very sad!

The Surrogate by Louise Jensen

"The kid's eyes snapped open. Matt Martin. Twenty one year old computer hacking loser. It took only a moment for his expression to shift from sleepy confusion to horrified realization: there was a stranger in his bedroom. That stranger held a gun to his head."
Breakneck by Erica Spindler
Breakneck by Erica Spindler

I will be starting
The Sisters' Song by Louise Allan next, so here's the opening :)
My memories of my father are scant and faded, and I have only two photos of him. The first was taken by Uncle Vernon with his Box Brownie when we were on a picnic at Ben Craeg in 1924. It's a distant shot of all of us sitting on a tartan blanket in a paddock. Above us arches a clear Tasmanian sky, and behind us is Ben Craeg, the mountain, covered in trees almost to its summit.

My memories of my father are scant and faded, and I have only two photos of him. The first was taken by Uncle Vernon with his Box Brownie when we were on a picnic at Ben Craeg in 1924. It's a distant shot of all of us sitting on a tartan blanket in a paddock. Above us arches a clear Tasmanian sky, and behind us is Ben Craeg, the mountain, covered in trees almost to its summit.

Norwegian by Night

I see Kalon standing next to his wife, both smiling and watching Lydia as she and the children chatter at being about to touch a golden dragon, sapphires, the sprogs, and to my great surprise, considering how shy they are, the four sprites.
Just a short time before, the children's faces held terror and fear, now they're full of smiles.
Cara's hand brushes against mine. "What a wonderful sight, Hooper Menvoran. You've turned tears and anger into smiles and laughter."
"Indeed, Hooper," Phigby rumbels. "Another small miracle you're performed today."
"Not me," I answer in a husky voice. "All of us, from Alonya down to the sprogs had a hand in making this happen."
My eyes catch hold of Lydia as she squeals in delight when Regal curls up in her lap. "And a brave little girl who could tell the difference between good and bad."


People like Dave inhabit the lower circle of the dealer world, a realm in which the First Commandment is, "Thou shalt deal cash in hand" and the second is, "Move stuff fast". Dave is quite religious on both counts.
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I am liking it all over again, Phrynne"
One of my favourites too Marianne. Looking forward to reading American by Day (I'm guessing that's why you're re-reading).

Not drunk, but then drunk, or something like it. She sipped at the wine again and blinked as a fog enveloped her. Weird feeling. Distant. Strange. She shook her head gently. Drank wine a lot, at home. 'Woush ent ushually.... ' She tried to say the words, but her tongue was too thick, too dry. Stupid. Headache.....
'Afther, Drinkintoomuch. '
'Ah, no, you're grand. '
Can Anybody Help Me? by Sinéad Crowley

Carolyn wrote: "Also somewhat late...
People like Dave inhabit the lower circle of the dealer world, a realm in which the First Commandment is, "Thou shalt deal cash in hand" and the second is, "Move stuff fast"...."
Loved that amazing book Carolyn!
People like Dave inhabit the lower circle of the dealer world, a realm in which the First Commandment is, "Thou shalt deal cash in hand" and the second is, "Move stuff fast"...."
Loved that amazing book Carolyn!

I am liking it all over again, Phrynne"
One of my favourites too Marianne. Looking forward to reading American by Day..."
Yes, Carolyn, I want to refamiliarise myself with Sigrid Odegard. And on this reread I am sure I'm discovering things I didn't notice before, or it could just be my memory. Anyway, enjoying it all the more. About to hit the big climax!

People like Dave inhabit the lower circle of the dealer world, a realm in which the First Commandment is, "Thou shalt deal cash in hand" and the second is, "M..."
Just started it Brenda - in fact I forgot to note down that I had it so am going to be late with my review. Really interesting so far.

I am liking it all over again, Phrynne"
One of my favourites too Marianne. Looking forward to reading [book:American ..."
I might have to do the same Marianne. It's one book I wouldn't mind re-reading.
Carolyn wrote: "Brenda wrote: "Carolyn wrote: "Also somewhat late...
People like Dave inhabit the lower circle of the dealer world, a realm in which the First Commandment is, "Thou shalt deal cash in hand" and th..."
Only a day or so - won't matter Carolyn!
People like Dave inhabit the lower circle of the dealer world, a realm in which the First Commandment is, "Thou shalt deal cash in hand" and th..."
Only a day or so - won't matter Carolyn!

I have requested it but no approval yet. No matter, I'll get to it eventually.
"A beard?"
"You don't like it?"
"Well, it's...different."
Kay managed to stop gaping and made her way over the threshold of DI Devon Sharp's house before he closed the door and waved her towards the kitchen.
Call to Arms by Rachel Amphlett
"You don't like it?"
"Well, it's...different."
Kay managed to stop gaping and made her way over the threshold of DI Devon Sharp's house before he closed the door and waved her towards the kitchen.



...“She wants to learn how to handle a gun.
Well, I want George Clooney naked in my bed, but I haven't attempted kidnapping. Yet.” ...

"What a small egg, I must say," she said.
Yes, indeed, on closer inspection a number of other residents thought so too.
"Should we ask Cook to give us larger eggs?" someone suggested.
That prompted Mrs Bregman, who likes to remind everyone that she's a member of the Party for Animals, to protest.
"When they buy those extra-large eggs, nobody ever thinks of the chicken's poor little pooper."
"Those battery hens are bred to have a big bum-hole, they don't feel a thing," Mr Pot proclaimed.
The room split into two camps: one for the chicken, and one for the extra-large eggs. We haven't yet heard the last word on this one. Where there are no major concerns, minor ones can create great division.
On the Bright Side: The New Secret Diary of Hendrik Groen by Hendrik Groen
“The next time you face a room full of strangers . . . you might tell yourself that some of them are just friends waiting to be found.”
It Happened One Autumn by Lisa Kleypas


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Marianne wrote: "Last week a new resident, I think her name is Mrs Hoensbroek, peered at her egg dubiously for a long time.
"What a small egg, I must say," she said.
Yes, indeed, on closer inspection a number of ot..."
Haha!!! I remember that part!
"What a small egg, I must say," she said.
Yes, indeed, on closer inspection a number of ot..."
Haha!!! I remember that part!
Carolyn wrote: "He pushes the needle into her left arm, making a 3, trying to be gentle. Blood oozes. But the needle hasn't gone deep enough and he has to trace the number again. She doesn't flinch at the pain he ..."
I remember that part as well Carolyn!
I remember that part as well Carolyn!
"Where are you from?" Estella asked.
"Australia," she proclaimed. "I stole the money for my passage from my parents and ran away before I turned into an apple left on the tree too long. Brown and wrinkly and bitter as all hell, like everyone else in Wagga Wagga."
"That's a real place?" Estella asked uncertainly.
The Paris Seamstress by Natasha Lester
"Australia," she proclaimed. "I stole the money for my passage from my parents and ran away before I turned into an apple left on the tree too long. Brown and wrinkly and bitter as all hell, like everyone else in Wagga Wagga."
"That's a real place?" Estella asked uncertainly.



"...The light of the dry season was pallid at dawn and dusk, and during the wet the sky was often so heavy with cloud that it was hard to say what sort of blue it was. When it rained - and rained and rained - the trees turned so bright and the the earth, even the rocks, became so alive with new growth that it was like living in a green house; but during the dry season the colours of the trees seemed subdued, almost as if the persistent foliage felt like it didn't have permission to be any more vibrant..."


The Marriage Contract by Katee Robert
"Sorry, wrong room." "I don't think so." He was up and on her before she had the door open, moving faster than any man his size had right to. ....."you're prettier than their norm here. You must be new." He licked his lips. "I love breaking in the new ones.""
Sally906 wrote: "My teaser is from
The Inaugural Meeting of the Fairvale Ladies Book Club by Sophie Green..."
Fabulous book Sally!

Fabulous book Sally!


I loved this book!


Same here.

I've just started the latest Jackson Lamb book, London Rules: here's Lamb and Catherine...
"... So what you're saying is, whatever's put Roddy in someone's crosshairs has also put us in Regent's Park's firing line."
"But only if they find out about it."
"What do you think Roddy's done? Or seen?"
"Christ knows. Downloaded the Archbishop of Canterbury's porn stash? Whatever it is, I doubt he knows he's done it. There's something about him, what's the word I'm looking for?"
"... Otherworldly?"
"Fuckwitted. Too fuckwitted to know when he's stepped in someone else's shit. Then starts treading it everywhere."
"He's left for the evening," Catherine said.
"I know. I felt the average IQ rise."

Something in her word choice triggered a response, but before Lamb could get it out a burst of coughing overtook him - a great heaving earthquake of a fit, heavy enough to rattle not only his own body, but some of those he'd buried. The desk trembled. Catherine watched, wordlessly, and it occurred to her to wonder what she'd do if he died, which didn't, at that moment, seem out of the question. He could die right there in front of her eyes. Well, a cold voice deep within her suggested - the same voice that kept her from dropping a bottle of wine into her basket during her weekly shop - well: she'd had a boss die on her before. She wasn't collecting the set or anything, but she supposed she'd get through it if this one died too..
And that is exactly what makes these books such perfect reading Marianne:) That kind of black humour always amuses me!

In between books at the moment so here's something from the book I just finished.
With Roddy on the train back to London, Irene heading north to Scotland and Arthur now installed at Island House, Kit was keen to escape his brother and had seized on the opportunity to do so by offering to post some letters for his stepmother.
Coming Home to Island House by Erica James
With Roddy on the train back to London, Irene heading north to Scotland and Arthur now installed at Island House, Kit was keen to escape his brother and had seized on the opportunity to do so by offering to post some letters for his stepmother.

“Maude shook her head firmly. ‘I have evidence,’she said. ‘Evidence that I think proves that the story the police gave us was bullshit.’
Aisling felt hot, then cold. ‘What sort of evidence?’
Maude smiled for the first time. ‘The best kind. Video’.”
The Ruin by Dervla McTiernan.
Aisling felt hot, then cold. ‘What sort of evidence?’
Maude smiled for the first time. ‘The best kind. Video’.”
The Ruin by Dervla McTiernan.


Three Things About Elsie by Joanna Cannon

Aisling felt hot, then cold. ‘What sort of evidence?’
Maude ..."
You've reminded me that I haven't reviewed this excellent book yet Phrynne (I'm so far behind with reviews again!).
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