Ginger jumped back with a scream, but the others who were closer simply laughed.
So did Ginger, and Joseph actually smiled.
"Ask any honest woman who she'd rather sleep with," slurred Ginger, "a jock or a PhD."
Then added, "Two ginger ales."
As the group passed the stairs, Ginger Dawkins was coming down.
He turned to leave, grabbing a protesting Ginger by the arm.
They both ordered ginger ales.
"As it sailed over the backstop," wife Ginger giggled, as only a wife can do.
The sound of thrown objects, yells, and stomps were followed by Ginger Dawkins's terse announcement that she was moving to the Beaumont, alone, thank you.
Ginger glanced up at Dean.
"I see Ginger is back," she said with a smile as they sat.
A nosy bartender told me Ginger was expecting something a bit more lasting than her attorney had to offer.
Stored tobacco is liable to be attacked and ruined by the " cigarette beetle," a cosmopolitan insect of very varied tastes, feeding not only on dried tobacco of all kinds, including snuff, but also on rhubarb, cayenne pepper, tumeric, ginger, figs and herbarium specimens.
I could see the way Ginger looked; all her beauty gone, her beautiful arched neck drooping, all the spirit gone out of her flashing eyes, all the playfulness gone out of her manner.
Ginger, coiffed and styled by the best, looked ready for a fashion photographer's lens while continually rolling her eyes with disdain toward her sister-in-law.
Dean was loading three full sacks in the rear of his Jeep when he was surprised to see Ginger Dawkins several yards away.
Joseph stormed by Dean and Fred without a word, but Ginger lingered to finish her cigarette.
Dean just smiled, wondering how Ginger and Joseph would know where brother and sister-in-law were if they themselves hadn't lied like the proverbial rug and done the exact same thing as the pair they were accusing.
Though whips and chains wouldn't have gotten him to admit it, he was so insanely jealous of his brother's moment of glory he would have sold his soul and auctioned wife Ginger to have done the same damn thing.
It was the man he'd seen talking to Ginger Dawkins at the Farmer's Market on Sunday.
One couple is sleeping apart, so I suppose Ginger and Joseph are already estranged.
Ginger had—maybe is still having—an affair with her husband's brother, and if she isn't sleeping with their attorney it isn't because neither isn't trying.
As he started his Jeep, Ginger Dawkins, light blue sweater slung over her arm, came up the street and gave Dean an innocent wave.
He wiped his prints and replaced it, wondering if Joseph or Ginger Dawkins was responsible for the gunshot at the mine.
Ginger administered whack number two, followed with a 'be nice' comment.
By the way, it was Ginger who shot the gun—just to scare us off.
"Ginger Ale," she said, as if reading his mind.
In 1894 the Russian government enforced new customs regulations, by which a heavy duty is levied on Anglo-Indian manufactures and produce, excepting pepper, ginger and drugs, imported into Russian Asia by way of Persia; and the importation of green teas is altogether prohibited except by way of Batum, Baku, Uzunada and the Transcaspian railway.
The bread-fruit, sago, banana, vanilla, ginger, arrowroot and curcuma grow wild.
Next in importance come ginger, coriander, aniseed, black cummin, and fenugreek.
"It was poor Ginger," was all she could say at first.
Fred O'Connor was in the living room, hosting three of the four Dawkins, with Ginger missing, when the Deans returned to their bed and breakfast.
We found the back opening when Ginger went poking around up there with Dickinson Faust.
Ginger wasn't as facially pretty as Paulette but her figure—stately and full—and her dress—expensive and tasteful— paled her sister-in-law like a queen visitor at a homeless shelter.
Joseph, smiling for the first time in Dean's memory, said he and Ginger planned to walk about town and perhaps hike up to the nearby Box Canyon waterfall.
"He must have," Ginger answered for her husband.
Ginger muttered an apology, but Joseph was far from finished.
I wonder if Ginger is thinking about dumping Joseph?
"Looks like one of our guests is making a friend," Dean said to his wife as Ginger reached out and held the man's hand.
Ginger was steaming mad.
Joseph and Ginger sat, pretending everyone continued to love one another while no doubt plotting their own sneaky revenge.
Ginger slapped his arm playfully.
I guess Ginger counted the new eggs in the family basket and skipped back to the hubby's bed.
Brandon Westlake moseyed by with Paulette and Ginger Dawkins, the first time Dean had seen the women voluntarily in one another's company.
The two sat on bar stools midway between Dean and the painters and ordered ginger ales.
Tell them not to order ginger ale the next time.
Wild ginger, elder and sumach are common, and in the mountain areas, rhododendrons, mountain laurel and azaleas.
Maize, yams, bananas, tapioca and ginger are cultivated by the natives.
The natural and forest products of Mexico include the agave and yucca (ixtle) fibres already mentioned; the " ceibon " fibre derived from the silk-cotton tree (Bombax pentandria); rubber and vanilla in addition to the cultivated products; palm oil; castor beans; ginger; chicle, the gum extracted from the " chico-zapote " tree (Achras sapota); logwood and other dye-woods; mahogany, rosewood, ebony, cedar and other valuable woods; " cascalote " or divi-divi; jalap root (Ipomaea); sarsaparilla (Smilax); nuts and fruits.
Abundance of cinnamon, cloves, ginger, pepper, and precious stones.
Many of the roots and vegetables of Europe have been introduced, as well as some of those peculiar to the tropics, including maize, millet, yams, manioc, dhol, gram, &c. Small quantities of tea, rice and sago, have been grown, as well as many of the spices (cloves, nutmeg, ginger, pepper and allspice),' and also cotton, indigo, betel, camphor, turmeric and vanilla.
The blackberry, black raspberry, huckleberry, blueberry, wild ginger and ginseng are widely distributed.
Ginger Dawkins was sitting on the porch in her pretty blue sweater as if she'd never huffed and puffed her exit a day earlier.
Dean said, a little too loudly, just as the waitress arrived with the ginger ales.
"You haven't seen Ginger, have you?" he asked as he sat in a chair next to the chaise and eyed Dean's last ale.