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Hid from Our Eyes (Rev. Clare Fergusson & Russ Van Alstyne Mysteries, #9) QUOTES

Hid from Our Eyes (Rev. Clare Fergusson & Russ Van Alstyne Mysteries, #9) QUOTES

1 " Chief Van Alstyne,...” the elderly man said, shaking a fistful of papers, “…What do you offer to me and my wife that’s worth paying an extra two hundred dollars a year for?”

The twenty-odd senior citizens crammed into the high-ceilinged room nodded along with the tirade. Russ briefly considered offering them a hundred sixty bucks each for their votes and then crawling back home to get some more sleep. Eight o’clock in the morning was too damn early to field questions from a bunch of Tea Party types. "

― Julia Spencer-Fleming , Hid from Our Eyes (Rev. Clare Fergusson & Russ Van Alstyne Mysteries, #9)

2 " Dr. Underkirk gave her his kind-and-understanding look. ... “Obviously, it’s entirely up to what you and your husband think is best. But—and this is as a dad as well as a doctor—I subscribe to the airplane emergency rule in life.”

“Um . . . always sight your horizon before attempting a powerless landing?”

He laughed. “No. Always secure your oxygen mask first before attending to your child. "

― Julia Spencer-Fleming , Hid from Our Eyes (Rev. Clare Fergusson & Russ Van Alstyne Mysteries, #9)

3 " [Margy] pressed her fingers to her lips in thought. “You know, some of the folks up in Cossayuharie are bound to remember what happened back then.”

“Oh, yeah. I’m sure there are plenty of geezers left in Millers Kill who still have opinions about it, too.”

She shot [Russ] a look. “Watch it, junior. You’re practically a geezer yourself these days. "

― Julia Spencer-Fleming , Hid from Our Eyes (Rev. Clare Fergusson & Russ Van Alstyne Mysteries, #9)

4 " Clare lost her blowing rhythm and began growling, “Ow, ow, ow, ow, shit, shit, shit!” At the end of the contraction, she fell back against her pillow scowling. “That really hurts!”

“What did they tell you in class?” Margy said.

“That there would be discomfort. And that I should visualize my birth canal as a tunnel of golden light.”

The nurse pushed away from the rolling stool where she’d been giving Clare an internal examination. “Well! You weren’t kidding about those contractions. You’re already eight centimeters dilated.”

“Visualize your birth canal as an express elevator,” Margy said. "

― Julia Spencer-Fleming , Hid from Our Eyes (Rev. Clare Fergusson & Russ Van Alstyne Mysteries, #9)

5 " …Your mother swears you were sleeping through the night by your second month, but she was feeding you some god-awful concoction of Karo syrup and condensed milk. That’s got to be enough calories to stun an ox, let alone an eight-week-old.”

“I’ve seen pictures. I looked like a prize porker headed for the Washington County Fair. "

― Julia Spencer-Fleming , Hid from Our Eyes (Rev. Clare Fergusson & Russ Van Alstyne Mysteries, #9)

6 " What are you doing here?”

Aberforth arched one overgrown eyebrow. “And to think Virginia is said to be the cradle of manners in this country.”

“I’m a New Yorker now. I’m practicing being rude. "

― Julia Spencer-Fleming , Hid from Our Eyes (Rev. Clare Fergusson & Russ Van Alstyne Mysteries, #9)

7 " Jack made a face. “But can you imagine what it’s like when you’re six years old and the teacher says ‘Liddle, John’ at roll call? It took me years to get past the Robin Hood jokes. "

― Julia Spencer-Fleming , Hid from Our Eyes (Rev. Clare Fergusson & Russ Van Alstyne Mysteries, #9)