The Murder Pit Quotes

“She tucked her chin to her chest and looked at me like I was a Neanderthal. Except I remembered that scientists had recently discovered that Neanderthals were actually probably capable of complex thought and communication so that analogy wouldn't work anymore.”
― Jeff Shelby, The Murder Pit

“I looked at Jake. I was firmly planted in the 'Lolly is real' camp. Our real estate agent had passed on the bit about Lolly being the ghost of the original owner of the home and that past residents had reported her presence due to various incidents. The one thing they'd all mentioned, however, was that she'd seemed friendly and helpful, as far as ghosts go. I was totally fine with a friendly and helpful ghost.”
― Jeff Shelby, The Murder Pit

“looked watery, like it had suddenly filled”
― Jeff Shelby, The Murder Pit

“Feels more like a vacation if we're terrorized by an airport shuttle driver and frisked by TSA.”
― Jeff Shelby, The Murder Pit

“I'd forced books on my kids from the day they were born and, as it turned out, it had been completely unnecessary because all of them liked to read. Or maybe they liked to read because I'd read aloud nearly every children's book in print.”
― Jeff Shelby, The Murder Pit

“And being stubborn. “Why don't you just let me get up there?” I said, trying to”
― Jeff Shelby, The Murder Pit

“actually seemed more like his butt said it because at the moment, he was on his hands and knees, trying to fit into an elevated, three-and-a-half foot crawlspace that appeared to not have been entered in close”
― Jeff Shelby, The Murder Pit

“do it when it's daylight.” He laughed again. “Daisy. No one else is coming in.” “That's not what I'm worried about.” “Then what are you worried about?” I rolled closer to him. “How did whoever killed Olaf find that opening?” He thought for a moment. “I don't have a good answer for that,” he admitted. “I mean, you couldn't just walk into our yard and see it,” I said. “It wasn't visible. You would've had to know it was there.” He nodded. “Yeah, suppose so.” “The only people who could've known about it were the owners before us,” I said slowly. “Or the owners before them...” I sat up straight. “So it has to be one of them.” Jake looked dubious. “I don't know about that.” “How could it not?” I asked, smacking the pillow. “No one else would've known.” “You're assuming two things,” Jake said. “One, that the previous owners knew about the opening. We've lived here for”
― Jeff Shelby, The Murder Pit