Before I put my copy of The Castaways in the "finished books" pile (okay, there's more than one stack . . . I confess), I thought I'd share a couple of quotes that caught my eye:
He went into their bedroom. Which was dangerous, he knew. It was a bad neighborhood where his feelings would likely get mugged. He armed himself with a stiff drink.
Phoebe popped pills, and rather than killing her, they seemed to be keeping her alive. So whereas Addison felt like he wanted to take a steak knife and eviscerate his insides, cut his heart out so it would stop hurting--Tess was dead!--Phoebe was as calm as a houseplant. She wasn't a person so much as a topiary.
It's those witty little moments that keep me reading a Hilderbrand novel. Well, that and the gotta-know-what-happens thing . . .