Now that the truth was out, maybe it wouldn't be so difficult to live in the same apartment now.
Yet I passed some cheerful evenings in that cool and airy apartment, surrounded by the rough brown boards full of knots, and rafters with the bark on high overhead.
We're not in the apartment, are we?
She could see a shredded couch cushion and broken glass in the hallway outside the bathroom door and recalled the shape her apartment was in.
It was ridiculous to live in a 3-bedroom apartment and only use two bedrooms.
Howie left for his apartment shortly after we'd agreed to conduct his proposed test.
Howie had difficulty locating the apartment and nothing untoward occurred before he was awoken by the sound of a horn, seventeen minutes later.
Our daily schedule involved Betsy leaving our apartment later than I and returning for a seven o'clock dinner.
He still relied on a taxi to get him from his apartment to Peabody.
The LeBlanc's had picked up Howie at his Boston apartment so the car was packed tightly.
I trudged through a boring day, knowing I'd return to an empty apartment as Betsy was off to Los Angeles for the entire week.
I considered taking the chance of phoning from the comfort of my apartment but realized the foolishness of taking such a chance.
The little slut wouldn't let me come to her apartment so I was forced to smell the horrid blooms, reminding me once more of mother's wake.
By the way, someone tried to break into my apartment last night.
They're looking into the break in at Julie's apartment and the abduction in Vermont.
He led her through the apartment building to an underground garage and to a sleek, black sports car with black interior.
"Dusty's apartment is soooo boring," Darian complained.
With the rest of her life in disarray, she didn't expect her apartment to look … normal.
I … I guess I keep hoping when I walk out of my apartment next time, things will be normal.
The only sound in the apartment was the quiet whir of an electric clock.
It was an abridged version, excluding any mention of last night's session at Lydia's apartment but detailing the missing bones and Dean's suspicion concerning Billy Langstrom's death.
Her eagerness lasted until she stepped from the apartment building to the sidewalk lining a busy street.
On a mission to ensure there was a clean slate between his mate and Darkyn, Gabriel waited in the middle of Deidre's old apartment for the Dark One to arrive.
This one was the size of a small apartment, stacked ceiling to floor with bodies.
So Zeb unharnessed Jim, and several of the servants then led the horse around to the rear, where they selected a nice large apartment that he could have all to himself.
Everything was just as everybody always has it, especially so the general, who admired the apartment, patted Berg on the shoulder, and with parental authority superintended the setting out of the table for boston.
Daniel himself felt this, and as usual stood just inside the door, trying to speak softly and not move, for fear of breaking something in the master's apartment, and he hastened to say all that was necessary so as to get from under that ceiling, out into the open under the sky once more.
We couldn't afford an apartment right now - even with the two of us.
The apartment was lonely without Brandon, even with Julia and Rachel there.
By the time we reached our apartment, both of us were exhausted wrecks.
He pushed his way into the small apartment and flung the unusual Miami rain from his clothes.
I was as much affected by the faint hum of a mosquito making its invisible and unimaginable tour through my apartment at earliest dawn, when I was sitting with door and windows open, as I could be by any trumpet that ever sang of fame.
My dwelling was small, and I could hardly entertain an echo in it; but it seemed larger for being a single apartment and remote from neighbors.
The rooms were whitewashed once a month; and this one, at least, was the whitest, most simply furnished, and probably the neatest apartment in the town.
Darkyn had demons searching the apartment last week for what Gabriel assumed was the soul contained in the tumor of the human-Deidre's head.
Past-Death, the original Deidre, felt no different until she stepped into the apartment she visited once before leaving her underworld in the hands of Gabriel.
They'd been there when she originally selected the apartment, of course, but the sight of the sunrise left her breathless.
David Dean harbored serious doubts about leaving Lydia Larkin's apartment without either contacting the police or calling an ambulance—or maybe a lawyer.
Dean poked about while she was gone, but the newly moved-in apartment had little in the way of personal objects.
Death was a dark, towering, muscular figure in the living area of her apartment, clothed in black and wearing an expression that mirrored what she felt.
To the apartment or my world?
Her apartment was cold, and sunlight streamed through the blinds, making her head pound harder.