When Grandma Mazur Is Talking About The

I Really Wouldn't Classify The Books As Mysteries. I Prefer To Say That They're Adventures.

God's A Busy Guy. He Don't Have Time To Micromanage. What Are The Chances He Heard That? It's Early In The Morning. He's Probably Having Breakfast With Mrs. God.

Thinking Very Often Resembles Napping, But The Intent Is Different. --stephanie Plum

From The Look On Your Face, I'd Say You Know Him." I Nodded. "sold Him A Cannoli When I Was In High School." Connie Grunted. "honey, Half Of All The Women In New Jersey Have Sold Him Their Cannoli

Why Do You Give Me Cars?" "it's Fun," Ranger Said."and It Keeps You Safe. Do You Want To Know Why Keeping You Safe Is Important To Me?" "you Love Me?" "yes." A Sigh Inadvertently Escaped. "we're Really Screwed Up, Aren't We?" "in A Very Large Way," Ranger Said.