Oh good. I love being bait for a homicidal mutilator." Stephanie Plum

I can give you a better 'and then'," Ranger said.

I was driving by, doing a security check... and I smelled leg of lamb." Morelli

Valerie was crying, too. She was laughing and sniffling back sobs. “I’m going to marry my snuggy wuggums,” she said. Morelli paused, his fork halfway to the roast chicken platter. He slid his eyes to me and leaned close. “If you ever call me snuggy wuggums in public I’ll lock you in the cellar and chain you to the furnace.

Is there anything else you need from me?" Ranger asked. "Not right now." "There will come a time," Ranger said. "Let me know when." And he disconnected. I opened the freezer and stuck my head in to cool off. If there'd been any more innuendo in that conversation, I could have fried an egg on my forehead.

Transitions are critically important. I want the reader to turn the page without thinking she's turning the page. It must flow seamlessly.

My eyes rolled so far back in my head that I could see myself think