Buried Quotes

“Some would say he was too callous for a hero. Too rough around the edges. But he had redeeming features. His unrelenting pursuit of the truth being the main one.”
― C.J. Carmichael, Buried: Small Town Murder Mystery Books

“if it was her records that were the target of that theft, she was contacted by that same child twenty-two years later.”
― C.J. Carmichael, Buried: Small Town Murder Mystery Books

“she was able to park her Miata next to Kyle’s SUV.”
― C.J. Carmichael, Buried: Small Town Murder Mystery Books

“Told herself she had no reason to feel guilty that she hadn’t come clean about what happened with Dougal.”
― C.J. Carmichael, Buried: Small Town Murder Mystery Books

“Charlotte ran a finger over a book on the nightstand. And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie. A bookmark was positioned about half-way through the novel. “She didn’t finish her book.”
― C.J. Carmichael, Buried: Small Town Murder Mystery Books

“She’d never known her aunt, but she felt oddly touched to see the blue bottle of Noxzema crème. The container was almost empty, and yet it was a cruel reminder that something as inconsequential as beauty lotion could outlive a human being.”
― C.J. Carmichael, Buried: Small Town Murder Mystery Books

“As a writer, Dougal believed in the power of three. First had been his mother’s death. Second had been that curious email. And now, third and finally, was Jamie’s impending wedding. He’d once sworn he would never do it. But he had to return to Twisted Cedars.”
― C.J. Carmichael, Buried: Small Town Murder Mystery Books

“I’ve always thought that as long as there were books left to read, life would always be worth living.”
― C.J. Carmichael, Buried

“back in the seventies four women were killed. Librarians....”
― C.J. Carmichael, A Buried Tale

“spell. Reluctant to stop reading, she closed the book, and then slipped it into her purse so she could pick it up later at home. She went to the windows that banked the west wall where chairs and tables were arranged next to a display of magazines. Ian”
― C.J. Carmichael, A Buried Tale

“But I don’t feel as if a black cloud hangs over my head. I’ve had a lot of good luck too, you see. I like to think so, anyway.” Dougal”
― C.J. Carmichael, A Buried Tale

“Happily ever after had been her favorite ending. Despite the hard facts of their existence—deserted by their father, dirt poor, living in a trailer—she’d believed in it. Jamie, like their mother, saw the best in everyone.”
― C.J. Carmichael, A Buried Tale

“Chances were, Daisy really needed that money. And if she was using it for alcohol, or drugs, well, Charlotte only hoped they bought her peace. Lots”
― C.J. Carmichael, A Buried Tale

“The root of the modern day library goes back to the United Kingdom and 1847 when Parliament appointed a committee, led by William Ewart, to consider the necessity of establishing, throughout the nation, free libraries, assessable by all. - per Michael H. Harris in The History of Libraries in the Western World   *”
― C.J. Carmichael, A Buried Tale

“By then half the staff from the Sheriff’s Office, as well as several paramedics, were on the scene. She’d been allowed a brief look at Daisy’s watch—to confirm Dougal’s identification, but not the remains. After that, she’d felt frantically upset and the paramedics had given her something to calm her down. Later,”
― C.J. Carmichael, A Buried Tale

“Make that two tenants,” Dougal said. “I’m giving my notice today, too.” *”
― C.J. Carmichael, A Buried Tale

“back in the seventies four women were killed. Librarians.... The odd message arrived in Dougal Lachlan’s Inbox on the last Friday in May, channeled through his website into a special folder he used for fan mail. He was slouched into the sofa in his East Village apartment, going through line-edits on his latest true crime manuscript. His cat Borden, having been denied her favorite perch—the one on his lap—was curled up on the cushion beside him. Normally”
― C.J. Carmichael, A Buried Tale

“know me. But you should. I’ve got a story that will be the best of your career. Back in the seventies four women were killed. Librarians. No one ever solved the cases. But I know what happened. Ever hear of Elva Mae Ayer? She was the first. Check it out then let me know if you want the names of the others. I am here and willing to help. The message was from a Hotmail account with the name “Librarianmomma.” At thirty-four Dougal had been researching murders and serial killers—and writing”
― C.J. Carmichael, A Buried Tale

“He thought back on the accidental meeting he’d witnessed between these two yesterday and realized this wasn’t the beginning.”
― C.J. Carmichael, A Buried Tale