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“Being in love with your best friend is problematic.”
― J.M. Richards, Tall, Dark Streak of Lightning

“He was quiet for a moment. “So, in this analogy, you’re Mary Jane?â€� “You got that right, Tiger.”
― J.M. Richards, Tall, Dark Streak of Lightning

“Well, if you can accept that I’m a great big geeky fangirl, then I guess I can accept that you’re a skeptic and a realist.”
― J.M. Richards, Tall, Dark Streak of Lightning

“Suddenly finding it hard to breathe. It wasn’t because his grip was too tight, mind you. It was just the sudden proximity. And he smelled so good, the scent of fresh coffee and rain clinging to his skin as he leaned in.”
― J.M. Richards, Tall, Dark Streak of Lightning

“I wouldn’t joke if you weren’t always patching me up,â€� Davin retorted. He looked at Chad again. “You must have noticed, right? It’s kind of cute, actually.â€� Though my heart fluttered, I tried to shoot him a warning glare. He ignored me. “I like to call her Doctor Fisher.”
― J.M. Richards, Tall, Dark Streak of Lightning

“We didn't have to talk, and it wasn't awkward. We were just two lonely, out of place people sharing a holiday with junk food from the vending machine and a Claymation classic on the television." oh and later "I guess its a good thing we found each other then.”
― J.M. Richards, Tall, Dark Streak of Lightning

“...you definitely are deep water Dr. Fisher. Fathoms deep.”
― J.M. Richards

“He smiled at me shyly and took a step closer. I froze, heart pounding, as he put one hand on my cheek and leaned toward me. I swallowed, gazing up at him with what I hoped was an expectant (and not alarmed) expression. He bent his head toward mine and...”
― J.M. Richards, Tall, Dark Streak of Lightning

“No—I’ve got it,â€� Jill announced, interrupting my musing. “He’s a vampire.â€� I laughed again, feeling there was no end to the outrageous, ridiculous excuses we were coming up with. “Seriously, it makes sense. He’s always tired and pale, and keeps himself away from people so he won’t bite them....Maybe that’s what he’s doing when he disappears. Getting his fix of blood.”
― J.M. Richards, Tall, Dark Streak of Lightning

“Wherever the storms are…Dark Lightning goes.”
― JM Richards

“He’s a vampire.â€� I laughed again, feeling there was no end to the outrageous, ridiculous excuses we were coming up with. “Seriously, it makes sense. He’s always tired and pale, and keeps himself away from people so he won’t bite them....Maybe that’s what he’s doing when he disappears. Getting his fix of blood.”
― J.M. Richards, Tall, Dark Streak of Lightning

“Oh, it was 1775.â€� “What?â€� â€�1775. The Battle of Bunker Hill.â€� “Oh.â€� I laughed. “We learned about it the day we met,â€� he added. “Another red-letter day in history.”
― J.M. Richards, Tall, Dark Streak of Lightning