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“She feels the pulse of life, he thought, because there are no layers between her and her planet.”
― Delia Owens

“The marsh did not confine them but defined them and, like any sacred ground, kept their secrets deep. No one cared that they held the land because nobody else wanted it. After all, it was wasteland bog.”
― Delia Owens, Where the Crawdads Sing

“Amelia was instantly distracted when she heard one of her favorite songs: What a Wonderful World made famous by Louis Armstrong. The woman singing did the song justice as she sang:
I see trees of gree, red roses, too.
I see them bloom, for me and you.
And I think to myself.
What a wonderful world!
Before she could blink an eye, Rick pulled her into his arms in a waltz position.
He gave her a wink and said flirtatiously, “May I have this dance, my love?�
As they danced to the rhythm of the music, Amelia said, “Don’t ever stop flirting with me, no matter how old we get.�
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― Linda Weaver Clarke, Mystery on the Bayou

“Az arcokon nyomot hagy az idÅ‘, de a szem ugyanaz az ablak marad, mint egykor volt.”
― Delia Owens, Where the Crawdads Sing

“Rick raised his brow. “Who were you talking to?â€�
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“Is she that tall woman you met the other day?�
Amelia nodded. “She’s our new client.�
“New client?� Rick’s brow rose with disbelief as he sat up straight. “You’re working on our honeymoon? No way! Don’t tell me you were promoting our business.�
“Hey! It’s not my fault,� defended Amelia. “She just walked up to me and asked for help. I couldn’t refuse her. She needs us.�
“How did she know you were a P.I.?�
Amelia pursed her lips tightly to prevent a smile. “Ummâ€� You seeâ€� Iâ€� Wellâ€�”
― Linda Weaver Clarke, Mystery on the Bayou

“Rick had said the perfect honeymoon was being together.”
― Linda Weaver Clarke, Mystery on the Bayou

“Amelia? Let’s make sure we set some time aside every day for one another. We shouldn’t bring our work home with us. Okay?â€�
She smiled. “Deal!”
― Linda Weaver Clarke, Mystery on the Bayou

“Rick smiled as he watched the waves roll toward their feet. He turned to her and said, “Since we’re going to Louisiana, I did some research and learned a few things. Did you know it’s famous for its gumbo and bayous?â€�
Amelia’s eyes brightened. “Really? I’ve seen pictures of a bayou in a magazine. It’s so mysterious looking.�
“It’s also the crawdad capital of the world.�
“Crawdad? What’s that?�
Rick’s eyes widened with surprise. “You don’t know what crawdads are?�
She shook her head.
“They’re a freshwater crayfish, similar to shrimpâ€� only better.”
― Linda Weaver Clarke, Mystery on the Bayou

“Louisiana has a larger alligator population than any other state. Just over a million.â€�
“Over a million!â€� exclaimed Amelia with astonishment.”
― Linda Weaver Clarke, Mystery on the Bayou

“After a moment, Amelia heard Rick humming as he marched down the ramp. It was a familiar tune. She raised a curious brow as she listened to him and then it dawned on her.
“Singing in the Rain!� she exclaimed. “How do you know that song?�
He glanced over his shoulder and smiled. “I had sisters. Remember?â€� And with that statement, he burst into song: “I’m singing in the rain, just singing in the rain. What a glorious feelingâ€�! I’m happy again.”
― Linda Weaver Clarke, Mystery on the Bayou

“You married me for my brains? I can’t believe it.â€�
He grinned. “Well, among other things.�
“My charming personality?�
He chuckled. “Not exactly. You have the nicest looking legs ever.�
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“Hey! I can’t help it. I guess I’m just a leg man. Personality comes in second. Brains are third.�
“Brains are third?� she said in mock disappointment.
“So why did you marry me?�
“Hmmm.� Amelia tapped his lips. “Your sweet kisses were the main reason. The rest of you came as a package deal.�
“The rest of me?â€� he said incredulously. “Well, at least I’m a good kisser. I can live with that.”
― Linda Weaver Clarke, Mystery on the Bayou

“It wasn’t a horror movie, Mama,â€� said Jody adamantly.
“It had zombies, didn’t it?�
“Yes, ma’am, but it’s a love story.�
Rick laughed. He was amused with the young girl’s defense.
“Have you seen it?� asked Jody. “It’s called Warm Bodies.�
Rick shook his head. “No, I haven’t. Is it good?�
Jody’s eyes brightened. “Oh my gosh! You have to see itâ€�”
― Linda Weaver Clarke, Mystery on the Bayou

“Rick looked at his watch and gave a nod. “Yup! We have enough time before our next appointment.â€�
“Enough time for what?� asked Amelia.
He grinned and began dancing around her and singing in jazz style: “Goin� down the bayou! Goin� down the bayou! Goin� down the bayou! Doodle-ee doodle-ee-doo!�
When Rick saw her eyes brighten, he said, I checked out a few bayous at Cross Lake. We’re goin� down the bayou, sweetie.�
Amelia asked with laughter in her voice, “Were you just singing a Disney tune? From the Princess and the Frog?�
“Yup! I have many talents.”
― Linda Weaver Clarke, Mystery on the Bayou

“She struggled with all her might, but he was much too heavy and strong.
With a sigh, Amelia finally said, “You win. How can I defend myself in a situation like this?�
“That’s a good question.�
With a satisfied grin, he got to his feet and said, “I’ll show you.”
― Linda Weaver Clarke, Mystery on the Bayou

“After a long while, Rick cleared his throat and pulled over to the side of the road. He then turned to her and said, “Amelia sweetie, a lot of problems are caused because of a lack of communication. When you try to guess what the other is thinking, then that’s when you get into trouble. If we communicate, find time for one another, don’t take each other for granted, and even share responsibilities, it will bring us closer.â€�
“Share responsibilities?�
He nodded. “Sure. A man who thinks he’s too good to share with the chores needs to reevaluate his relationship with his wife.”
― Linda Weaver Clarke, Mystery on the Bayou

“He strummed a few chords and then sang:
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.
You make me happy when skies are gray.
You’ll never know dear, how much I love you.
Please don’t take my sunshine away.
Rick sang one more verse, and when he was done, he winked at Amelia and smiled.”
― Linda Weaver Clarke, Mystery on the Bayou