“C'mon, Amy, cinnamon rolls are calling us." Dan put a hand to his ear. "Do you hear? 'Amy? Dan?'" he squeaked. "'Come and get my sugary, sticky goodness!” HandsCallingGoodnessEarsAmyStickyCinnamon Author:Judy Blundell
“How do you say yoo-hoo in Arabic?" "I believe that yoo-hoo could be part of a universal language," Dan said. "Like ow. Or- you're stepping on my foot." "That's universal?" "No, you're stepping on my foot. Ow." Amy moved.” BelieveSaidLanguageI BelieveFeetUniversalMovedAmyUniversal Language Author:Judy Blundell
“I remember," she said. "Lawrence Malley. He was an expert in security systems." "Aka Lightfinger Larry." Dan grinned. "He was also wanted in five states." "Great," Amy groaned. "I sent you to a tutorial with a crook." "It got us in here, didn't it?" "I guess I'm grateful to him, then," Amy said doubtfully. "Don't be," Dan said. "The first lock I opened was on your diary. Don't worry, I read two pages and fell asleep.” FirstsSaidTwoStatesWantedRememberWorryFiveSecurityPagesGratefulExpertsLocksDiariesLarryAmyCrooksSecurity SystemsAkaTutorial Author:Judy Blundell
“Amy sighed. Just when she started to almost like Ian again—after all, he'd flown across the ocean and had been working around the clock to help—his snob quotient went through the roof.” HelpingOceanClockRoofAmySnob Author:Judy Blundell
“Amy felt her phone vibrate. She held it up. It was from Ian. DON'T ASK THE PRICE OF ANYTHING. DON'T SMILE. DON'T SAY "DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING CHEAPER?" DON'T Amy shoved the phone back in her pocket. "Just pretend to be Ian," she told Dan.” AsksFeltPhonesPocketsCheaperAmyVibrate Author:Judy Blundell
“McIntyre hesitated, and for a moment the tall, gray-haired man looked almost boyish. "After all this time...don't you think you could call me William?" Amy and Dan exchanged glances. As fond as they were of him, they couldn't imagine calling their lawyer by his first name. He saw the hesitation on their faces. "Will?" Amy cleared her throat. Dan fiddled with the new GPS. "How about 'Mac'?" "Mac," Dan said, trying out the name. Mr. McIntyre looked wistful. "I always wanted to be a Mac.” ThinkingMenTryingFirstsSaidMomentsWantedFacesNamesSawsImagineCallingLawyerCall MeTallGrayThroatGlancesHesitationMacsAmyGpsBoyish Author:Judy Blundell
“I'm so hungry," Amy said sleepily. "Hey, you stole my line," Dan said.” SaidLinesHungryHeyAmyHey You Author:Judy Blundell
“Amy bit her lip. "I was so scared, Dan. I couldn't think. She shook her head. "I feel so ashamed of myself. If it wasn't for you, we would have been toast." "Whoa," Dan said. "If you're throwing a pity party for yourself, don't invite me." He poked her. "You were the one who got Jonah to find us. Awesome lung power. I thought you only used that volume to get me out of the bathroom.” IfsThinkingFeelsHas BeensSaidUsedBitsPartyLipsScaredPityAshamedThrowingInvitesVolumeBathroomLungsToastsAmyJonahPity Party Author:Judy Blundell
