Broken Grace Quotes

“Because if someone owed me several thousand, and then stole from my house, and then I found out he had the money and didn’t pay me back, I’d be pretty pissed,” Hackett said.”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“one to find them. “I was at a friend’s when it happened.” “And how did you feel when they were killed?” Her response sounded annoyed. “Well, obviously, I was upset.” “And how old were you when it happened?” “Seventeen.” “Now, is it just you, or do you have siblings?” She hesitated, and then it was almost a chuckle as she said, “It’s kind of both. I mean, it’s not just me, but it might as well be.” “What do you mean”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“backed out of the drive, the tires spitting up gravel. Shifting into drive, she slammed her foot on the accelerator and flew down the road. The neighborhood was quiet, the sun still hidden, just an orange and pink glow rising through the barren trees. The car bounced over the railroad tracks, jolting her body into the air, smacking her head”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“know, I get how this works,” she said. “I came to you and I’m supposed to tell you all about my life, but I really don’t like talking about all of this. It took me a long time to put all that behind me. I just need help with this insomnia.” “Isn’t it possible it’s all related?” Dr. Newell asked. “Can’t you just give me some meds? I mean, maybe I just need a little Ambien or something.” “I can, but”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“Stars speckled the clear sky. It was peaceful. Beautiful. Or it could be; maybe it used to be. She put her hand to the window. In the frigid air, the icy-thin glass fogged around her fingers.”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“Breathe. She needed to get to the police. She”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“GRACE’S HANDS SHOOK AS SHE TRIED to put the key in the ignition. She looked back at the house, threw the gear in reverse, and backed out of the drive, the tires spitting up gravel. Shifting into drive, she slammed her foot on the accelerator and flew down the road. The neighborhood”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“drive and commitment to write this book, I thank the readers of The Green Line, who reached out to me through social media or wrote online reviews, expressing support, interest, and kind words. In addition, I”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“She had stared at the white ceiling tiles for days--at the thousands of tiny holes in each square that must have allowed air and sound and matter to breathe--but they held no answers.”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“Stripes!”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“her head against the roof. She slowed as she reached Red Arrow Highway and made a right onto the empty road. Breathe. She needed to get to the police. She glanced back, but there was no one following. She faced the road ahead. Which way”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“spitting up gravel. Shifting into drive, she slammed her foot on the accelerator and flew down the road. The neighborhood was quiet, the sun still hidden, just an orange and pink glow rising”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“Well, that’s a loaded question, isn’t it? Are any of us happy?”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“doesn’t look to be taken in Cahill’s house, so we’re assuming this is another woman. And see here, there’s a”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“The moment he said he believed in her, it was as if a boulder had rolled aside, light streamed in, hope emerged.”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“but nothing makes you feel like more of a failure than disappointed kids on Christmas morning.” Hackett’s”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“Even the word church conjured confused images of the many churches Grace had seen, though she had no idea if these pictures were her own memories or remnants from books or television or movies. Did she even go to church? Was she a Christian? Maybe the answers were somewhere outside these white walls. “You”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“Because I want the possibilities to narrow, not expand. We don’t solve this inside a few weeks, we’re looking at a case that’s going to get as cold as that snow.” He nodded toward the open field of frozen white outside the station window. “And Christmas is right around the corner. I’d love to be able to stamp this baby closed by then.”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“She felt the tires leave the pavement and power over the frozen ground. She went for the brake again but pressed the”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“She felt the tires leave the pavement and power over the frozen ground. She went for the brake again but pressed the accelerator.”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“GRACE’S HANDS SHOOK AS SHE TRIED to put the key in the ignition. She looked back at the house, threw the gear in reverse, and backed out of the drive, the tires spitting up gravel. Shifting into drive, she slammed her foot on the accelerator and flew down the road. The neighborhood was quiet, the sun still hidden, just an orange and pink glow rising through the barren trees. The car bounced over the railroad”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“GRACE’S HANDS SHOOK AS SHE TRIED to put the key in the ignition. She looked back at the house, threw the gear in reverse, and backed out of the drive, the tires spitting up gravel. Shifting into drive, she slammed her foot on the accelerator and flew down the road. The”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“I know you’re nervous,” he said, closing the computer. “But what you really need right now is rest and time. You can do that at home.”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“It was pretty bad an hour ago, but it’s a little better now.”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“I need a little wine, and I need some freedom, and I need people to leave me the fuck alone.” And”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“Well . . . blondes are bitches.”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“She understood, in the abrupt silence, the finality of this moment. She was not meant to survive. She closed her eyes and felt the pain dissipate, the trickle of cool, soft feathers on her skin that melted upon contact. She opened her eyes one last time. Snowflakes. Big, airy, lake-effect flakes. And then it was as if she just floated away.”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“bathroom.”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“nice”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace

“Dr. Newell asked if she’d noticed any negative side effects. “You could say that. My boyfriend seems to like them too.” The doctor was not amused and threatened to discontinue the prescription if Grace was sharing them. Grace quickly apologized—she hadn’t given him any or suggested he take them; that was the problem, she said.”
― E.C. Diskin, Broken Grace