Nice Dress You're Almost Wearing. You Ever

I Wasn’t Sure Anymore What Made A Good Marriage. There Had To Be Love, Of Course, But There Were So Many Different Kinds Of Love. And Clearly, Some Love Was More Enduring Than Others.

A Uniform Cordoned Off The Area With Crime Scene Tape. The M.e. Pulled In And Parked. There Were Two Emt Trucks Idling At The Edge Of The Lot. I’d Stayed Close To The Back Door, And One Of The Rangeman Guys Had Taken A Position Two Feet From Me, Standing At Parade Rest. No Doubt In My Mind He’d Take A Bullet For Me Rather Than Face Ranger Over A Dead Stephanie.

Here's A Basic Difference Between Morelli And Me. My First Thought Was Always Of Cake. His First Thought Was Always Of Sex. Don't Get Me Wrong. I Like Sex . . . A Lot. But It's Never Going To Replace Cake.

Sometimes It's Hard To Tell What's Love And What's Only Indigestion

Babe," Ranger Said. "you're Looking A Little Strung Out. Is There Anything I Should Know?" I'm On A Sugar Withdrawal. I've Given Up Desert And It's All I Can Think About." That Had Been True Five Minutes Ago. Now That Ranger Was Standng In Front Of Me I Was Thinking A Cupcake Wasn't What I Actually Needed. Maybe I Can Help You Get Your Mind Off Doughnuts," Ranger Said. My Mouth Dropped Open, And I Think Some Drool Might Have Dribbled Out.