Little Buried Secrets Quotes

“The original plan had been for us to eat dinner together and then meet up with Simone and search for Margot. A half hour earlier, plans changed when Hunter called. To my surprise, she suggested I take the night off.”
― Cheryl Bradshaw, Little Buried Secrets

“trousers”
― Cheryl Bradshaw, Little Buried Secrets

“Margot”
― Cheryl Bradshaw, Little Buried Secrets

“At a recent Sunday dinner at my mother’s house, she caught me fanning myself and suggested I get some bloodwork done. I put it off for a couple of weeks, but she kept pestering me until I relented. I made an appointment with Dr. Rae Remington, a woman who was also a good friend. As it turned out, my testosterone levels had just about flatlined, and there was a simple explanation why: I was entering menopause.”
― Cheryl Bradshaw, Little Buried Secrets

“Margot had been missing for three days, which meant the odds of finding her alive were slim. Search parties had been formed, but so far, there was no sign of her. As the days folded into each other, there was an underlying sense of foreboding. Whispering around town occurred just about everywhere I went, with many residents speculating about what they thought had happened to Margot and why.”
― Cheryl Bradshaw, Little Buried Secrets

“Hunter’s breathing had changed, a behavior I always tried to be aware of given she had panic attacks in times of high stress. She loved being a detective. She just preferred being behind the scenes, in the sanctuary of our office.”
― Cheryl Bradshaw, Little Buried Secrets

“Sebastian’s”
― Cheryl Bradshaw, Little Buried Secrets

“Sebastian lived with his parents on a forty-acre mountaintop ranch with ocean views on one side and mountain views on the other. The estate was up for sale, boasting an eight-million-dollar price tag. From what I’d seen so far, it looked like it was worth every penny.”
― Cheryl Bradshaw, Little Buried Secrets

“keeping”
― Cheryl Bradshaw, Little Buried Secrets

“The historic town of Templeton was about twenty-five miles from Cambria. Built in the late 1800s, it was named after the two-year-old son of the vice president of the Southern Pacific Railroad. For a time, the town was the end of the line for passengers traveling south, who often continued their travels by stagecoach to San Luis Obispo.”
― Cheryl Bradshaw, Little Buried Secrets

“I woke feeling off, and I wasn’t sure why. Glancing at the clock on my nightstand, I realized I’d risen later than normal, which wasn’t like me. Most days, my body was its own internal clock, and I never had to set an alarm. So why was today different than all the rest?”
― Cheryl Bradshaw, Little Buried Secrets

“conversation”
― Cheryl Bradshaw, Little Buried Secrets

“He was a bit on the scruffy side. He had long, auburn hair that fell past his shoulders, numerous tattoos, and a black hoop nose ring. His overall look screamed “tough guy,” but he had kind eyes, eyes full of genuine concern.”
― Cheryl Bradshaw, Little Buried Secrets

“Sebastian,”
― Cheryl Bradshaw, Little Buried Secrets

“minute,”
― Cheryl Bradshaw, Little Buried Secrets

“I shook my head and slipped my backpack off my shoulder. I unzipped it and riffled inside for a pair of gloves and a large Ziploc bag. Doing what I could not to touch more of the shoe than I had to, I dropped it inside the bag and slipped it into my backpack. Then I turned toward Sebastian, offering him my hand.”
― Cheryl Bradshaw, Little Buried Secrets

“down”
― Cheryl Bradshaw, Little Buried Secrets

“highway”
― Cheryl Bradshaw, Little Buried Secrets

“murders”
― Cheryl Bradshaw, Little Buried Secrets

“Margot and Sebastian had started dating a year earlier, even though she’d had a crush on him for the last three years. In her sophomore year of high school her body had started to change. She grew a couple of inches and developed curves in all the right places. Sebastian swooped in, and the two began dating.”
― Cheryl Bradshaw, Little Buried Secrets

“The drinks were flowing, and Margot knew it wouldn’t be long before even more shenanigans began. As she scanned the drunken crowd, Sebastian had come up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. She’d found it cute at first, until his hands wandered, and Margot suggested they take a break from the party. She grabbed Sebastian’s hand and helped him to his bedroom, relieved”
― Cheryl Bradshaw, Little Buried Secrets