She drove fast and arrived half an hour later to the safe house and parked out front.
Tacking and jibbing, we wrestled with opposing winds that drove us from side to side with impetuous fury.
He drove the team relentlessly until they were well out of town.
It was with much anticipation we drove north on another Friday afternoon.
We came across a train of loaded sleighs and drove right over two of them.
Betsy asked as we drove home to Surry.
He said nothing as they exited and drove north, towards the highway.
They were some of the most ancient beings in the universe, those whose first war drove immortals out of their world and created the mortal world.
The nip of his fangs at her neck, inner thighs and breasts almost drove her over the edge while his hot tongue and hands explored every part of her.
He turned onto Franz Josef Street, where he was not supposed to have been, and drove right in front of a surprised Princip.
I personally think the establishment of charitable organizations was driven by the same spirit that drove the creation of new businesses.
Outside the house, beyond the gates, a group of undertakers, who hid whenever a carriage drove up, waited in expectation of an important order for an expensive funeral.
From the door she turned and watched as he climbed into his car and drove away.
I drove and contributed minimally to the conversation.
After leaving the town, we drove around the surrounding countryside in hopes Howie my spot one of the scenes of his other visions.
The driver struck his passenger repeatedly on the side of her head with his free hand as he drove deeper into the wood.
I drove to inner city Cleveland and parked my vehicle.
I drove the few miles to Howie's home feeling as guilty as a cheating husband for leaving Betsy alone and uninformed.
After some negotiations Martha was allowed to remain in bed while the rest of us, Claire included drove back to our house.
I drove south toward town on the West Surry Road but instead of following Court Street, turned back north west on the Old Walpole to Howie's home.
I guess he drove to the airport to pick up Martha and Claire but I guess they didn't come in when they were supposed to.
I heard Quinn say yesterday that flight to Santa Barbara was full so maybe he drove all the way into Los Angeles to pick them up.
In response to Molly's questions about covered bridges, we drove through two more in the area for her pleasure.
"He's no friend of ours, Molly," I said, trying to pick up movement as I slowly drove by the site.
We drove home with Betsy trying in vain to calm Molly down, telling her we weren't in any danger.
I drove slowly around the circle to make sure the site previously occupied by the California motor home was indeed vacant.
I drove by earlier with my family and we thought we saw a friend's rig back in the corner.
I was in a cold sweat as I drove toward town knowing John Luke Grasso was in the area!
I thanked him and drove the last few miles to my house, more sedately than earlier.
I drove over to Greenbriar Road 'cause I figured I'd take a peek before I informed the Washington crowd of suits I had access to the place.
Patrolman Murphy drove me back to the Pacific Crest Inn, this time in an unmarked car.
Bagration drove up in a carriage to the house occupied by Barclay.
They say the other day Matthew Ivanych Platov drove them into the river Marina and drowned some eighteen thousand in one day.
Trying to convict her, he told her she had worn him out, had caused his quarrel with his son, had harbored nasty suspicions of him, making it the object of her life to poison his existence, and he drove her from his study telling her that if she did not go away it was all the same to him.
But she drove these thoughts away with disgust.
They set off in caravans, bought their freedom one by one or ran away, and drove or walked toward the "warm rivers."
When her carriage drove out of the house, he mounted and accompanied her eight miles from Bogucharovo to where the road was occupied by our troops.
To distract his thoughts he drove that day to the village of Vorontsovo to see the great balloon Leppich was constructing to destroy the foe, and a trial balloon that was to go up next day.
As they drove along he shuddered and exclaimed several times so audibly that the coachman asked him:
The road was clear again; Pierre descended the hill and drove on.
Pierre drove on toward Gorki.
Armed with these arguments, which appeared to her unanswerable, she drove to her daughter's early one morning so as to find her alone.