Sneak Off and Read: Lines all about MURDER #RSsos #RomSuspense


Stop by and check out lines about murder at the Sisterhood of Suspense​ #blog

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#OneLineSunday by #RSsos Lines all about MURDER

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“You know that I’m a murderer? That I led my men into an ambush? I know the rumors, Sarah. I’m living the nightmare.”

Sharon Wray


I watched Jake’s crazy exterminator antics. Usually, most girls avoided killing the critters, not manly he-men. “You could try—”

Vicki Batman


He read the headline. Who names a killer the ABC Murderer? Was he an escapee from Sesame Street out to do in the Alphabet Gang? But one glance at the shocked and stony faces in front of him and he knew this was serious.

Jacquie Biggar


Sometimes he wears headphones, and if he’s alone he’s got the volume up so damned loud he can’t hear me if I scream bloody murder.

Claire Gem


“You heard Bob last night. To…

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He’s Still the One #Anniversary #FamilyFirst


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35th Anniversary!

Hard to imagine it’s been thirty-five years since DH and I said the big “I do” and began what would be a journey together filled with love, laughter, and yes, tears.

I remember being a nervous wreck that day. No one mentioned how stressful it is to plan a wedding- thank goodness I had the strong support of my family to help!

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The day dawned sunny and bright (a good omen) and soon Mom and Dad’s was a flurry of activity. My bridesmaids looked beautiful in their pale pink dresses and I felt like a princess in my Cinderella gown.

There was a moment, pulling up to the church, when I was certain he wouldn’t show. I had to bite my tongue against begging Dad to take me home- I’m glad I didn’t!

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I’m not sure who shook worse walking down the aisle, Dad or me 🙂

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DH cried when he placed the ring on my finger.

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My brother, best man. Sister-in-law, maid of honor. Me and DH. My cousin, bridesmaid, close friend, best man.

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It was surreal. Was I dreaming?

At the park for pictures. In front; my youngest brother, ring bearer. DH’s niece, flower girl.

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We did it! Married. The word invoked feelings of comfort and sheer joy. Time to celebrate!

Grandma made our wedding cake, isn’t it beautiful?

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Mom and Dad (I miss him so!)

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Dancing with my new father-in-law- miss him, too!

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I won’t lie and say it’s been easy. DH and I are both hot-heads (he’s Scottish and a redhead, I’m French- need I say more, lol) but we took our vows seriously and worked through the issues and gradually they became fewer and farther between.

We’ve mellowed with age and melded our tastes into compromises that work for us. We’re best friends, lovers, parents and grandparents. The momentary fear I had on that Saturday so long ago was unfounded.

When you find ‘the one’, your soulmate, it’s worth taking a chance on love.

True love doesn’t happen right away; it’s an ever-growing process. It develops after you’ve gone through many ups and downs, when you’ve suffered together, cried together, laughed together.

Ricardo Montalban