Give me the gun." Ranger said. I extracted the gun from my pants and handed it over. Ranger held the gun in the pulm of his hand and smiled. "It's warm," he said. He put the gun in the glove compartment and plugged the key into the ignition. Am I fired?" No. Any women who can heat up a gun like that is worth keeping around.

Truth is, I'm a good Catholic girl. The faith has always been elusive, but the guilt is intractable.

It wasn't exactly that Lula was fat. It was more that she was too short for her weight." - Stephanie Plum

Lula had Eminem cranked up. He was rapping about trailer park girls and how they go round the outside, and I was wondering what the heck that meant. I'm a white girl from Trenton. I don't know these things. I need a rap cheat sheet.

When people ask what you do, tell them you're a writer. Put yourself on the line. Make a commitment.

Are you telling me you think Ranger's a superhero?' Think about it. We don't know where he lives. We don't know anything about him.' Superheroes are make-believe.' Oh yeah?' Lula said. 'What about God?

I had an alarm, I had nerve gas, I had a yogurt. What more could anyone want?