Sugarplum Way Quotes

“Nothing is impossible; the word itself says “I’m possible.”
― Debbie Mason, Sugarplum Way

“A lie means saying something with a deliberate intent to deceive, and what I did is more like embellish the truth.”
― Debbie Mason, Sugarplum Way

“…her fluorescent pink vibrator sailed through the air to land with a splash in the goldfish bowl sitting on the bench at the end of her bed.

She slapped her hands over her mouth, releasing a muffled “I’ve killed Eric and Ariel! … It’s not funny! My fish are drowning. Save them!”
― Debbie Mason, Sugarplum Way

“Maybe because he didn’t smile often, it felt like a precious gift when he did, like you meant something to him, like you were special.
She ignored her inner hussy, who yelled Who needs a bed and suggested Julia throw herself on the floor at his feet. Her inner hussy was way more optimistic about their chances of getting lucky tonight.”
― Debbie Mason, Sugarplum Way

“I just wish they’d remember I’m thirty-two and not fifteen.” Colin looked down at her feet, and his lips twitched.

She followed his gaze. She had on a cozy red plaid onesie with fake fur lining the hood and reindeer slippers on her feet. She shrugged, smiling up at him. “What can I say? I love Christmas.”
― Debbie Mason, Sugarplum Way

“Why be ordinary when you can be extraordinary?”
― Debbie Mason, Sugarplum Way

“. . . And when the big shark came, Millie the Mermaid found her courage and saved the school of fishes.” Ella Rose made a ta-da motion with her hands.
“That’s a very good story, darling.”
Ella Rose nodded. “Julia’s going to give me a copy of my very own when it gets published. She’s really smart, you know. She writes books. George said she wrote one about you, Daddy. But we can’t read it be—”
Aidan didn’t think this would be a good time for his ex to hear about Julia’s sexy books. “Okay, so who wants to grab a bite to eat before I have to leave?”
Harper frowned at Aidan and then said to their daughter, “I hope Julia told Derek to apologize to you.”
“Yes, she did. And she said that just because someone doesn’t believe what you do doesn’t make you right and them wrong. We have to respect each others differences.”
Harper gave Aidan an apologetic, I-guess-I-overreacted look. “I appreciate that Julia doesn’t talk down to you because you’re children. That’s why Mommy told you that Santa isn’t real and neither are the Easter Bunny and Tooth Fairy. I respect you too much to lie to you, darling. And now, you see, I’m not the only one. Julia doesn’t believe in—”
“Oh, yes, she does, Mommy,” Ella Rose said, her eyes shining “Julia believes in Santa Claus, and the Easter Bunny, and fairies too. She believes in everything magical, and I do too!”
Aidan covered his laugh with a cough.
“Don’t you dare. This is your fault for getting involved with a woman who is delusional. Who in their right mind believes in fairytales and—”
“It’s okay, Mommy. Julia says not everyone can see the magic.”
“All right, Ella Rose, I think I’ve heard just about enough about Julia for—”
“She says why be ordinary when you can be extraordinary?” Ella Rose jumped off the bed and did a pirouette. “I’m going to be extraordinary just like Julia when I grow up.”
― Debbie Mason, Sugarplum Way

“Don’t think about the past visits. You have cupcakes,” Julia said as if they were a magic cure-all, and then whispered, “Bye.”
Before she disconnected, he heard her say in that over-the-top excited voice of hers, “Just my dad. He misses me. No, it’s—”
“Happy Thanksgiving, Sheriff Landon. Chief Benson here. You might not remember me but we met last time you were in town.”
Aidan was about to disconnect but the chief would probably think the call had dropped and hit redial. Thanks to Julia, Aidan was damned if he did and damned if he didn’t. If he lost his job because of her . . .
He made a noncommittal sound into the phone.
The chief seemed to buy it. “I just want you to know that you don’t have to worry about your little girl. I’m taking really good care of her.”
Okay, how does Benson not get weirded out talking to a guy who is probably just a couple years older than him about his daughter? Aidan frowned. Wait a minute. Julia distinctly told him she wasn’t the chief’s girlfriend. So what was going on here? Maybe Benson didn’t get that no meant no.
Aidan cleared his throat, deepened his voice and added what he thought of as Texan swagger. “Don’t you worry none about my daughter. She’s a bit of a thing and young, but she can take care of herself. She doesn’t need another daddy.”
The chief didn’t respond. Aidan heard him talking to Julia, but their voices were muffled. And then they were unmuffled, and he clearly heard the chief say, “What do you mean it’s Aidan Gallagher and not your father?”
He groaned, feeling like an idiot. He was going to kill her.
“Gallagher, is that you?” the chief gritted out.
Aidan pressed his forehead against the steering wheel, and the horn blasted, drowning out his yes.
“My office tomorrow morning. Nine sharp.”
He didn’t get a chance to respond. The line went dead. Seconds later, it came alive. I’ll fix it. I promise.
She was lucky she didn’t add a happy face.”
― Debbie Mason, Sugarplum Way