Alex instantly provided a little white bag and she made use of it.
Breathless, Dusty closed his eyes and leaned against the punching bag, unable to shake his first memories of Damian or his last memories of his sister, Trinka.
"I have brought my work," said she in French, displaying her bag and addressing all present.
It was very exciting at that season to roam the then boundless chestnut woods of Lincoln--they now sleep their long sleep under the railroad--with a bag on my shoulder, and a stick to open burs with in my hand, for I did not always wait for the frost, amid the rustling of leaves and the loud reproofs of the red squirrels and the jays, whose half-consumed nuts I sometimes stole, for the burs which they had selected were sure to contain sound ones.
Taking a zip-lock bag of scraps from the refrigerator, she opened the door and stepped out into the cool dawn.
Dean changed the subject by holding up the shopping bag from his lap.
He joined her, a gym bag at his side.
She visited the small café and dropped three boxed lunches into a tote bag along with extra cocoa and marshmallows in case Toby woke up soon.
It was very pleasant, when I stayed late in town, to launch myself into the night, especially if it was dark and tempestuous, and set sail from some bright village parlor or lecture room, with a bag of rye or Indian meal upon my shoulder, for my snug harbor in the woods, having made all tight without and withdrawn under hatches with a merry crew of thoughts, leaving only my outer man at the helm, or even tying up the helm when it was plain sailing.
Pulling gloves and a bag from his pocket, he proceeded to collect the grisly specimen.
Without a word, she dashed back to her room and crammed a change of clothes in a bag, along with her books.
My specially soaked rag was secure in a plastic bag so I withdrew it and had it over the child's face before she turned to see who entered.
"The whole day has been a disaster," Dean said as he settled into an easy chair in his bedroom, a shopping bag in his lap.
She stretched for the counter and tugged the bag off, handing it to him.
Katie returned, tossing the sleeping bag and a small shaving bag filled with basics on one bunk.
The bag she.d started to pack still gaped open, half-full on the trunk at the base of her bed.
She was wedged into a corner chair with one hand in a bag of cookies while the other took notes.
The retreating blonde woman's rope and crampons lay discarded at the edge of the path, the bag from their recent purchase crumpled nearby.
He came back with a bag quickly.
The merchant put the gold in a bag of purple silk which he tied to his belt underneath his long cloak.
Her face flushed, and when her mother attempted to take the bag from her, she grew very angry.
Katie piled the potatoes in another pan and picked it up, along with the knife and a bag of peals.
A small plastic bag fell out of the pocket.
He had no bag and no coat, and she scanned the foyer.
Next to a small toiletry bag was a brush, hair clip, and scrunchie.
"Rough night," she muttered and snatched her makeup bag from him.
Fred O'Connor returned, a bag of treasures in his hand, just as the slide show broke up.
Acting Sheriff Fitzgerald was slipping two one-pint bottles of vodka into a paper bag as Dean was about to open the door.
His punch had the impact of a bag of bricks, his kick of a sledgehammer.
It's like he needed her to be his punching bag, at least verbally if not physically.
Sarah went to the pantry to get an IV bag full of blood.
She carried an overnight bag and a large artist's portfolio.
He put the bag on the bed and stood staring at it for a moment.
Squeezing blood from a bag, Sarah noticed none had been taken from the bottles.
She connected the bag to the tubing and watched the blood flow down.
He decided to take a walk to Coronet Park and grabbed a bag of bread on his way out for the ducks.
Spotting the bag, she narrowed her brow.
Transfer it immediately from the bag to a bottle.
"Guess you won me," Martha said as she dropped a duffle bag on the hall floor.
The death dealer emerged from the hall running between the two wings, the trembling form of Lankha held under one arm like a bag of cement.
I have brought some with me, here they are"--and he showed a bag--"a hundred flints.
She dressed comfortably and packed her overnight bag, then searched the room, certain she was forgetting something.