Hunter Shea Quotes

#1. When people did stupid things around him, that was usually the last thing they did.

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#2. You want to lay yourself out like an appetizer, go ahead.

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#3. Buried and burned. Never find them. Never. Buried and buried.

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#4. You probably think I'm just a hysterical woman who would be better off home doing woman's work."
"We're in the state that was the first to give women the right to vote. I'm not about to tell you what a woman's work should be," I said...

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#5. Before they knew it, Ormsby Island would become a paranormal attraction like Waverly Hills or Houghton Mansion or the Whaley House. The place would be crawling with people anxious to catch a ghost on camera or audio.

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#6. I have a new nickname for Dottie. She's now the Crazy Whisperer.

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#7. Before he could take a clear breath, another blast of oxygen left to rot burrowed down his nose and throat. Looking

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#8. She cursed under her breath. Eddie watched the EBs react, the younger ones recoiling with silent gasps.
"Better watch your language. There are children present. I think you're freaking them out."
"Sure, I'm the one freaking them out.

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#9. The air in the room was so cold, the exposed flesh of his face felt like ice. "I'll be the first person to get frostbite in a house sleeping several feet from a roaring fire.

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#10. Eddie made a half-turn in his seat to face her. "So, what did you think of our hosts?"
She chuckled. "I think they could be not-too-distant cousins of the Addams Family."
"With Paul as a fuzzy Uncle Fester," Eddie laughed.

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#11. It's this place. Whatever darkness came to the island, it's here to stay. Stick around long enough and it gets inside your skin, into your cells, like an infection.

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#12. Jessica's hand flew to her mouth. If she had any doubt, the next entry settled it.
She read on, cool beads of sweat trickling down the back of her neck, hardly daring to breathe as the black heart of Ormsby Island came closer and closer into focus.

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#13. Yes. I think I'll name my next horse Charlotte. She had tits a man could die between."
Teta like to name his horses after special women in his life. I'd noticed how he never mentioned naming a horse after his wife.

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#14. The creatures, or men, took off in the direction of the hills. We shot as many as we could in the back. Fuck honor. Dying was dying and it made no difference whether you took it head on or looking away.

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#15. She said, "Thanks for the walk. I think I'll turn in and get some rest."
Looks like you've gotten more than your fill of beauty sleep, I almost said.

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#16. He tried to scream, but nothing would come out. All he wanted to be was home, safe with his ma and daddy. Hot tears streaked down his grime-covered cheeks.
The candle in his hand sputtered out, and the darkness took him into its cold and empty embrace.

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#17. one that looked like a cross between a child with Down syndrome and a goat.

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#18. A man must always take advantage of opportunities to piss and sleep. I've done the one, now it's time to do the other.

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#19. The creature bleated like a wounded goat, which is kind of what its face looked like,

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#20. Galton was a world renowned anthropologist back in the nineteenth century, though he was a big overshadowed by his cousin, Charles Darwin.

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#21. That's two Appaloosas, two quarter horses and one mule, plus tack. They were ordered by a man called himself Theodore Roosevelt. No chance that would be the president, is there?

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#22. Getting out of tight jams was his specialty.

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#23. Yeah, I get it. I'll be cool as a well digger's ass."
He jumped when the front door slammed shut, the harsh bang echoing around the trees.
Mitch shook his head. "That well digger must be working in a hot spring.

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#24. It was a flaking scab on a fleshy field of neglect.

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#25. Teta stuffed the remains of his sombrero in his waistband and said, "You've gone off the deep end, jefe. Lucky for you, I have too.

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#26. It was one thing to talk about ghosts, quite another to have them messing around with things in the physical world.

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#27. The Devil's coarse, mangled penis rose from between Heather's legs. She was lifted inches off the ground by its turbid protrusion. Boring its vile gaze into April, it said in a voice as deep as a canyon and old as time itself, "For you.

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#28. Does it have a bed?" Liz asked doing her best to prop him up.
"A couple of old army cots that probably have more mildew than a politician has bullshit.

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#29. The corner of her mouth curled and she said, "It'd be rude to turn down a chance to drink with a cowboy, now wouldn't it?

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