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21 " Have they ever. Isabel never misses a trick. Anytime I step into their foyer, she’s dropping hints all over the place. Don’t get me wrong because I love both women dearly, and I enjoy playing a game or two of Scrabble, just not on every visit. Why can’t we play Monopoly for a change of pace? I love squeezing the play money in my fist and snapping up the swanky properties like Park Place and Boardwalk. "
― Ed Lynskey , The Ladybug Song (Isabel & Alma Trumbo #3)
22 " My friend and business partner, Gerald Peyton was 12 minutes late to the funeral. I’d reminded him it started at 2 p.m. “Yeah, yeah, Frank,” he said. “I’ll be there. Just be sure you make it.” Well, here I sat on my thumbs, and he was the no-show. He stopped at a bar and got sloshed, I thought. "
― Ed Lynskey , Death Car (P.I. Frank Johnson Mystery #7)
23 " From Chapter 1:Isabel went into the kitchen. Their butterball of a beagle wagged his tail and peered up at her with his soulful brown eyes. He was eager to get his reward for looking cute as a button, and he knew she was a pushover. "
― Ed Lynskey , To Dye For (An Isabel and Alma Trumbo Cozy Mystery Book 11)
24 " Isabel and Alma Trumbo are the sisters who reside in the brick rambler on Church Street. They are a bit, uh, different and unorthodox. Borderline eccentric, some of the townies say, especially Alma.” “What do the borderline eccentric sisters Isabel and Alma know about solving a murder case?” Dwight gave it a moment’s reflection. “They could probably write a book about it. "
― Ed Lynskey , Fowl Play
25 " Gerald and Chet left town for the Peyton family reunion held this August below Tappahannock on the Northern Neck. Gerald invited me to go along, but I thanked my best friend and business partner. Shutting down things was bad for our bottom line. So, I stayed put and minded the office. "
― Ed Lynskey , Bent Halo
26 " Why did I throw in with him? I suppose we Irish had a mule-headed loyalty baked into our DNA. I could rely on one bedrock truth. Gerald had my back, no matter how lopsided the odds turned. No truer measure of friendship existed to my way of thinking. "
27 " It’s so easy it’s scary. Anybody—even you—can veer into a wrong orbit. Mine? Death Row is at the Three Toes Correctional Center, Virginia. But I got a raw deal, and I’ll holler it until my last breath. "
― Ed Lynskey , Wrong Orbits
28 " Quote is taken from Chapter 1:A decade ago when Isabel’s husband Max had died, they’d moved in together and merged their possessions. Neither sister brought any fussy teapots, canaries, sachets, or doilies, but lots of other stuff had to either stay or go. Looking at the lime green armchair gave Alma the willies. Her suggestion to slipcover it in a more subdued color had garnered Isabel’s frosty stare, and Alma had dropped the matter. "
― Ed Lynskey , Quiet Anchorage (Isabel & Alma Trumbo, #1)
29 " Quote taken from Chapter 1 of The Corpse Wore Gingham:"You love to figure out things as much as I do,” Piper said.“Like what?” Bill asked.“You fix broken stuff,” Piper replied.“Repairing a broken toaster or steam iron is far different than unraveling a murder mystery," Bill said. "
― Ed Lynskey , The Corpse Wore Gingham (Piper & Bill Robins, #1)
30 " The busy snoops like us can leave no stone unturned," Alma said. "
― Ed Lynskey , Sweet Betsy (Isabel & Alma Trumbo #5)
31 " Quote taken from Chapter 1:"The police should be in it, not us. We’re out of here.” Bill did an about-face to retrace their route to the door.Piper whipped out a hand and snagged him by the shirttail. Her tone returned to crisp and decisive. “Slow down, Roadrunner. I’m not ready to leave. We’ve got work to do.”Incredulous, he stared gape-mouthed at her. “You'd better explain,” he said.She wiggled her nose. “I’m growing nosier by the second about the circumstances surrounding Anna’s murder. "
32 " Isabel frowned. “Alma Trumbo, you did not just dig up a human bone from our flowerbed. It’s got to be a dinosaur bone, dinky or not.”“A dinosaur bone, eh?” The short, stout Alma gave her tall, slim sister the old up and down. “What then, are we the Flintstones living in Bedrock? "
33 " Speaking of the devil, what is Alma doing right now?” “Well...” Sitting in her favorite armchair, Isabel craned her neck around to peer down the hallway to where she saw Alma squealing and clapping hands at their pet beagle Petey Sampson. With his tail wagging, he woof-woofed at her, and she woof-woofed right back at him. "
― Ed Lynskey , Pelham Fell Here (P.I. Frank Johnson #1)
34 " So you say. I just hope you don’t catch some exotic dinosaur ailment because Eustis probably doesn’t stock the right pills to treat it. "
35 " Quote taken from Chapter 1:I know what." Isabel reached under the end table, took out the game board, and rattled the Band-Aid box containing the letter tiles. "It's been a week-and-a-half since our last Scrabble game. "
36 " Quote taken from Chapter 1Bill hung up, grumbling to nobody in particular. Emily was about the only caller using the landline phone, and he regretted not getting rid of it. The Robinses were probably the lone holdouts on their city block to still have one. "
37 " Quote taken from Chapter 1:A grave matter has just arisen.” Etta hadn’t intended to make the pun. She went on. “It’s a problem right up your alley. "
― Ed Lynskey , Fur the Win (Piper & Bill Robins #2)
38 " Quote taken from Chapter 1:The June afternoon had clear, blue skies—ideal weather for birdwatching. "
39 " Quote is taken from Chapter 1:Since Etta could log in her rare Baltimore oriole sighting, she decided she’d had enough birding for one day. It was just a fun hobby, not an obsession. "
40 " Quote taken from Chapter 1: "Is Petey Samson a bloodhound for real?” Blue asked. “I could’ve sworn he’s a mixed breed, what my folks used to call a pound mutt.”“Oh, brother,” Alma said. “I wished you hadn’t said that.”“I’ll have you know Petey Samson is no pound mutt,” Isabel said, shaking her finger at Blue. “His best breeding lies in his bloodhound line,” she said. “I didn’t know that,” Blue said. “Pay no mind to Isabel,” Alma said. “She’s just being overprotective of her fur baby. "
― Ed Lynskey , The Amber Top Hat (Isabel & Alma Trumbo #4)