Late for Christmas Quotes

“I’ll kill them for you, Marky—I swear I will. But first you need to pull that bastard out from under the bed so I know what I’m fighting.”
― Amy Lane, Late for Christmas

“Frog it?” he asked. “Rip-it! Rip-it!” She made the motion of pulling the live end of the yarn as she said it, and Cassidy gave an exasperated sigh.”
― Amy Lane, Late for Christmas

“Cassidy was a beyond private person, and Mark had snuck into his bed on a tourist’s pass. If he wanted residential privileges, he was going to have to earn them.”
― Amy Lane, Late for Christmas

“Dad was close to the kid, and he was devastated. He came home and yelled at the kitchen table for having dings in it, and at the counters for being old, and then he sat on the kitchen floor and cried. Mom came out of her room and sat down next to him, and they cried together,”
― Amy Lane, Late for Christmas

“Mark shrugged. “You know we’re going to eat half of them anyway.” He gave a wicked grin and invited Cassidy into this fantasy world, where good boys really did get cookies and people sang Christmas carols while stringing tinsel.”
― Amy Lane, Late for Christmas

“For a moment—a lovely moment—Cassidy wasn’t just a party to the Christmas fantasy of his childhood, he was the center of it, an active participant, not an observer hiding in the shadows.”
― Amy Lane, Late for Christmas

“But he didn’t have any toys,” she said softly.”
― Amy Lane, Late for Christmas

“A good son?” Cassidy asked, because he’d always wondered what it took to be a good son. He’d tried—always neat, always clean, always on time—but nobody had seemed to want the job of being his mother. “The best.”
― Amy Lane, Late for Christmas

“We were all pretty wrecked when my dad died last year. It was so unexpected—one doctor’s appointment and suddenly he had cancer and a month to live.”
― Amy Lane, Late for Christmas