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Murder with Peacocks (Meg Langslow, #1) Murder with Peacocks by Donna Andrews
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“But what about your own?” he asked. “Assuming, of course, you’re interested in having one?”

“I’m not. If I ever get married, I shall elope. That has now become my prime requirement in a husband. Willingness to elope.”
Donna Andrews, Murder with Peacocks
“Clowns, hoboes, gypsies, and furry animals of all kinds scattered madly and dived for cover. No doubt they thought I'd finally lost it and was planning to lob more grenades.”
Donna Andrews, Murder with Peacocks
“If you're not entirely sure you want to spend the rest of your life with someone, it seems to me that the last thing you'd want to do is to set in motion a very lengthy, time-consuming, expensive, and highly public process designed to lead inexorably to just that.”
Donna Andrews, Murder with Peacocks
“Creative interpretation of reality resulting from wishful thinking,”
Donna Andrews, Murder With Peacocks
“For me, the start of a party only means a change from the tangible, boring, but satisfactory work of cooking, cleaning, and decorating to the unpredictable and far more difficult task of keeping several hundred neighbors and family members from injuring each other or driving me crazy before the end of the evening.”
Donna Andrews, Murder with Peacocks
“hate letting silly things like reality interfere with our pet notions,”
Donna Andrews, Murder With Peacocks
“Fascinating the way even the most mechanically inept males feel obliged to involve themselves with any malfunctioning machine in their immediate vicinity. And usually, at least in Dad’s case, making things worse.”
Donna Andrews, Murder With Peacocks
“anachronisms.”
Donna Andrews, Murder With Peacocks
“lugubrious”
Donna Andrews, Murder With Peacocks
“on the bedside table in her room that”
Donna Andrews, Murder With Peacocks
“up. “There’s”
Donna Andrews, Murder With Peacocks