“That's your solution? Have a cookie?' Astrid asked. 'No, my solution is to run down to the beach and hide out until this is all over,' Sam said. 'But a cookie never hurts.”
“Life is a game, a dream, a fantasy, that is never fully realized until it is over. Peace and War go hand in hand in our world today. Who stole the cookie from the cookie jar?”
“I see you looking at my cookies,' my father said to Morelli. 'Don't even think about it. Go get your own cookies.”
“Gideon opened his and read, “Prosperity will knock on your door soon.”I snorted.Cary shot me a look. “I know, right? You snatched someone else’s cookie, Cross.”“He better not be anywhere near someone else’s cookie,” I said dryly.Reaching over, Gideon plucked half of mine out of my fingers. “Don’t worry, angel. Your cookie is the only one I want.”
“Oh shit, the jig is up! HIDE THE COOKIES!”
“Top shelf where momma hides the cookies!”