Key Insights & Memorable Quotes
Below are the most popular and impactful highlights and quotes from The Honeymoon Cottage:
“Camilla Stewart stared at the rhinestone brooches pinned to a piece of blue velvet, but she was not really seeing them. All around her the dusty little junk shop was silent except for the incessant ticking of eighteen clocks on the wall. Eighteen. She'd had plenty of time to count them. She tried to keep her hands from shaking.”
“You are what you make of yourself, Camilla. It's up to you to define yourself. Don't let others do it for you.”
“At the prison Ryan watched her go through the process for visiting—the paperwork, the search, the standing in long lines to take her turn. Through it all she had the same resigned look the other visitors had. All these women, patiently waiting to see their sons, fathers, husbands. All the men back there in the prison with their screwed-up lives. All the women and children out here standing by them. Even though they didn't deserve it. Even though not one of the perps in there probably deserved a minute of these women's time.”
“Yeah. Tomorrow. After I drop off Oliver at school, maybe.”
“accounts? It was way too much for her to dream of. "Why not?" Robin asked, undeterred. "It wouldn't take much money to get started, and you have an accounting license, don't you?" "Yeah, I haven't lost my accounting license. Yet. But—" "Don't you like Pajaro Bay?" "It's not that." She went over to the back windows and looked out at the flowers. "Then what? You have a cute house, a nice kid, a really great guy." "The house is for sale, the kid's not mine, and the guy is leaving town even before I do. And he's a pain in the butt. I don't even like him." "Well you sure don't look at me like you look at Ryan. Thank goodness for that. I'd have to let you down easy." Camilla smiled. "Well, Ryan's not exactly easy himself.”
“disappeared,”
“cottages,”
“She knew he was sounding out the hard words—they practiced that every night, and he was getting better and better. Now he had actually picked up a book by himself and started reading. It was a breakthrough, and she should be thrilled for him. But the thrill was tempered by the sour-looking woman behind the shop's counter. "It'll be a little while," the”
“This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products”
“San Jose. Heart of Silicon Valley. Ryan could picture Camilla there, working at some high- tech company. He wondered again about Dennis Hutchins, about how he'd fooled this obviously intelligent woman into letting him have access to her computer—and to her. He felt his own jaw clench in imitation of Camilla's, and wondered if he could control it as well as she did. He hated the thought of her with that con man. Her ex- fiancé she had called him, sounding disgusted. He had given her a ring—probably bought with her own money. They had been engaged. Ryan wasn't naive enough to think they had waited for marriage to get together. How could she have allowed a con man to touch her? Whoa. There he went again. It was totally irrelevant to the case how much physical contact she'd had with the jerk. Dennis was out of her life.”
