“All the women in me are tired.”
―
Danielle Girard,
Excise
“May the raindrops fall lightly on your brow May the soft winds freshen your spirit May the sunshine brighten your heart May the burdens of the day rest lightly upon you And may God enfold you in the mantle of His love.” ― Danielle Girard, Dead Center
“Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God.” ― Danielle Girard, White Out
“Spencer wasn't crazy. He was incredibly calculating. Brilliantly so. Even she could admit that. Under different circumstances, Spencer might have been considered a genius. But she refused to believe that. He was sick. Twisted. But human.” ― Danielle Girard, Exhume
“Cider House Rules” ― Danielle Girard, Chasing Darkness
“bottle” ― Danielle Girard, Expose
“A few blocks from the house, Lily realized that she should have asked to use Danson’s phone to call Detective Milliard.” ― Danielle Girard, White Out
“Naomi took down the instructions, confirmed her cell phone number, and put the bag in the plastic bin headed to the lab. As Hailey left, Naomi turned the music back on. “Who is that?” Hailey asked. “Velvet Underground,” Naomi said. “Cool, huh?” “Very,” Hailey agreed, though she wasn’t sure if it was cool or awful.” ― Danielle Girard, One Clean Shot
“shut. Wiping off her dress, Whitney stomped” ― Danielle Girard, Chasing Darkness
“You drown not by falling into a river, but by staying submerged in it,” ― Danielle Girard, Exhume
“Yawning was linked to stress. Athletes yawned before competition, paratroopers before a drop. Part of the flight or fight, linked to the hypothalamus.” ― Danielle Girard, Exhume
“slid down her neck with the thick, heavy texture of turkey gravy rewarmed the day after Thanksgiving.” ― Danielle Girard, White Out
“her little cat voice.” ― Danielle Girard, Far Gone
“little trouble sleeping,” she admitted, motioning into the living room. “Plus the deadline.” “There are some good local support groups if you want to talk to someone,” Hal offered. “I can send over some information.” “Thank you,” she said. “I appreciate that. And I’ll be in touch if I think of anything useful about Terri.” Hal thanked her and left her apartment. Maybe he looked as bad as she did. He wouldn’t be surprised. He felt like shit. Across the foyer, the yellow tape on the victim’s door caught his eye again.” ― Danielle Girard, Exhume
“over the realities.” ― Danielle Girard, Cold Silence
“mixture of gardenia and something earthy like tea leaves—and” ― Danielle Girard, Exhume
“slant” ― Danielle Girard, White Out
“Schwartzman smiled, sharing his enthusiasm. When the morgue had installed a camera with a UV filter on a tripod for timed exposures to help her identify pre- and perimortem injury patterns under the skin, she’d been as excited as Roger was now. Of course, at the time she’d been surrounded by dead people in drawers, so she’d kept the excitement to herself.” ― Danielle Girard, Excise
“collection of hobby boats that he’d built sat on one shelf, the only decoration. Hobby boats, too, reminded her of Marchek.” ― Danielle Girard, Everything to Lose
“May the raindrops fall lightly on your brow May the soft winds freshen your spirit May the sunshine brighten your heart May the burdens of the day rest lightly upon you And may God enfold you in the mantle of His love.” ― Danielle Girard, Dead Center
“Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God.” ― Danielle Girard, White Out
“Spencer wasn't crazy. He was incredibly calculating. Brilliantly so. Even she could admit that. Under different circumstances, Spencer might have been considered a genius. But she refused to believe that. He was sick. Twisted. But human.” ― Danielle Girard, Exhume
“Cider House Rules” ― Danielle Girard, Chasing Darkness
“bottle” ― Danielle Girard, Expose
“A few blocks from the house, Lily realized that she should have asked to use Danson’s phone to call Detective Milliard.” ― Danielle Girard, White Out
“Naomi took down the instructions, confirmed her cell phone number, and put the bag in the plastic bin headed to the lab. As Hailey left, Naomi turned the music back on. “Who is that?” Hailey asked. “Velvet Underground,” Naomi said. “Cool, huh?” “Very,” Hailey agreed, though she wasn’t sure if it was cool or awful.” ― Danielle Girard, One Clean Shot
“shut. Wiping off her dress, Whitney stomped” ― Danielle Girard, Chasing Darkness
“You drown not by falling into a river, but by staying submerged in it,” ― Danielle Girard, Exhume
“Yawning was linked to stress. Athletes yawned before competition, paratroopers before a drop. Part of the flight or fight, linked to the hypothalamus.” ― Danielle Girard, Exhume
“slid down her neck with the thick, heavy texture of turkey gravy rewarmed the day after Thanksgiving.” ― Danielle Girard, White Out
“her little cat voice.” ― Danielle Girard, Far Gone
“little trouble sleeping,” she admitted, motioning into the living room. “Plus the deadline.” “There are some good local support groups if you want to talk to someone,” Hal offered. “I can send over some information.” “Thank you,” she said. “I appreciate that. And I’ll be in touch if I think of anything useful about Terri.” Hal thanked her and left her apartment. Maybe he looked as bad as she did. He wouldn’t be surprised. He felt like shit. Across the foyer, the yellow tape on the victim’s door caught his eye again.” ― Danielle Girard, Exhume
“over the realities.” ― Danielle Girard, Cold Silence
“mixture of gardenia and something earthy like tea leaves—and” ― Danielle Girard, Exhume
“slant” ― Danielle Girard, White Out
“Schwartzman smiled, sharing his enthusiasm. When the morgue had installed a camera with a UV filter on a tripod for timed exposures to help her identify pre- and perimortem injury patterns under the skin, she’d been as excited as Roger was now. Of course, at the time she’d been surrounded by dead people in drawers, so she’d kept the excitement to herself.” ― Danielle Girard, Excise
“collection of hobby boats that he’d built sat on one shelf, the only decoration. Hobby boats, too, reminded her of Marchek.” ― Danielle Girard, Everything to Lose
