Candy Cane Murder Quotes

“My favorite cookie is the cookie I'm eating at the moment.”
― Joanne Fluke, Candy Cane Murder

“Oh, well. I couldn’t let myself wallow in self pity. So I did what I always do when I’m feeling sorry for myself: I took a deep breath, squared my shoulders, and ordered dessert.”
― Joanne Fluke, Candy Cane Murder

“watch. I glanced at the clock in Sally’s kitchen as Wayne went out the back door. We can check it to make sure it’s accurate.” Andrea flipped to another page and started a list of things they had to do. “Got it. We’ll run out to the inn and check Sally’s kitchen clock tomorrow.” “That means Wayne was killed between eight-ten and ten-seventeen,” Michelle pointed out. “That’s a window of just a little over two hours.” “When we go out tomorrow, let’s see how long it takes to walk from Sally’s kitchen to that berm,” Hannah suggested. “Even if you’re poking along taking your time, it can’t be more than five minutes.” Andrea made another note. “Got it,” she said. “If you’re right, it means that Wayne was probably killed around eight-fifteen, or eight-twenty.” “Unless he stopped to talk to someone on the path,” Michelle argued. “You know how people are when they meet each other at a party. They stop and talk for a while. He could have met up with his killer after he talked to somebody.” “Good point,” Hannah said. “We should get”
― Joanne Fluke, Candy Cane Murder

“Perhaps the mirror in Sally’s dressing room had waved the wrong way and caused her to look larger than she actually was. And perhaps all that skipping had jumbled her brain and affected her ability to separate reality from wishful thinking.”
― Joanne Fluke, Candy Cane Murder

“At least she’d finally figured out why the green leggings she wore were called tights. It was because they were tight. Extremely tight. So very tight that she felt like a sausage about to split open on a blazing hot barbecue grill.”
― Joanne Fluke, Candy Cane Murder

“How nice,” I murmured. Uh-oh. That hadn’t been the”
― Joanne Fluke, Candy Cane Murder

“called her”
― Joanne Fluke, Candy Cane Murder