From 72 Hours:
It was quiet, too quiet, so he was fairly confident the man who’d stayed behind had done so because he was dead.
From the untitled, possible sequel to 72 Hours:
It was quiet—too damn quiet—and he questioned his hearing, as well.
From Wings of Death:
The world beyond the cold glass was quiet—too quiet—and Khail tried to prepare himself for the storm to come.
I’m afraid to go back and search in Twice Upon A Roadtrip and Forever Again. Something tells me at some point it was quiet…too quiet.
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I just did a quick search on Twice Upon a Roadtrip. It never got quiet — too quiet — but it did get quiet enough that Jill couldn’t stand it anymore.
“Why did you ask Sheriff Dodd to bring me in here with you?†she asked when she couldn’t stand the quiet for another second.
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:lmao:
and can I just say…Gallagher…..:cheer:
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Peace out, Shan. My characters are always saying things quickly. Too quickly.
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Maybe we’ve watched too much Bond. James Bond. :rofl:
Or maybe my children are loud—too loud—and I’m obsessed with quiet.
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I love quiet. Also, I’m here to play with the smileys. :penguin::coffee::dance::write: Maybe in your next story, it could be smiley. Too smiley…
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:dance: I say quiet, loud… who cares. :shrug: Your books rock. :woot: :cheer::diva::clap:
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Thank you. (I don’t have a modest, blushing smiley? )
:kiss:
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For Shannon it’s quiet. Too quiet.
So she started an Internet riot.
We have quickly. Too quickly,
and smiley. Too smiley.
and now everyone wants to try it!
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:lmao:
I actually laughed when I read the quiet, too quiet in 72 Hours.
Classic.
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:lmao: Oh poor Shan! Obsess ye not, sweeting. We all have our little repetitions.
Um.
One of mine’s the word “little”.