Earlier, I've walked the perimeter of the property and noted multiple places of easy access, via trees, with low hanging limbs.
Curious, A'Ran neared, hanging back as his other two sisters approached.
The click of A'Ran hanging up was audible.
Popping it open, she started hanging their things in the closet.
Hanging on to this place and working it like a cowboy.
Dean thought about the pictures, especially the one of Dickinson Faust standing next to his Jeep, with the woman's sweater hanging over the seat.
Or you wouldn't be hanging out here.
Jared exclaimed, hanging his hands through the bars in his cell.
And try not to dream about hanging women.
You guys talk about spending overnights, hanging from a hammock sling, half way up some cliff on the other side of the world!
No wonder he keeps hanging around.
And Ozma has an enchanted picture hanging in her room that shows her the exact scene where any of her friends may be, at any time she chooses.
All became silent and turned to look at the pale tear-worn Anna Mikhaylovna as she entered, and at the big stout figure of Pierre who, hanging his head, meekly followed her.
"Wait a bit, here's a letter for you," said the old man suddenly, taking a letter addressed in a woman's hand from a bag hanging above the table, onto which he threw it.
We can't have a gang hanging around a phone booth.
There's this God-given gift hanging up there like a paper moon that only the five of us can make happen.
I considered hanging up but for some reason delayed.
I was torn between hanging up and telling the truth.
"I hadn't thought about it," was her terse reply before hanging up.
I was reaching for his hanging suit when I heard an automobile roll up the driveway.
He was wearing a shirt and his unfastened necktie was hanging in my face.
"He's a mess," she said to me after hanging up the phone.
Molly woke me with a rib crushing hug as she pointed to a single star-like dot of light gloriously hanging above us!
There, amid a cluster of floats, Boy Scouts and ballerinas, four of Fred's lady friends were in the final stages of hanging bunting about a beautiful old touring car whose vintage or name Dean couldn't identify.
As Dean rounded a curve, he caught sight of the tail end of a white vehicle speeding down the cliff-hanging road on the far side of the deep valley—a sheriff's white Blazer was his first impression.
But if he hadn't killed Logan that night, what was he doing hanging around a dead body?
She fingered the small teal evening purse hanging around her wrist, where her cell phone was.
This one showed a determined kitty hanging from a tree branch and always made her smile, even when she was hung-over.
As in, there are the two of you being lovey-dovey and happy, and me hanging out by the bushes.
Stopping her seemed not to enter Dean's mind as she placed a chair in the middle of the room, looking up to make sure it was directly beneath the hanging brass fixture.
Me standing there half naked, Gladys screaming her fool head off, Edith's body hanging in the middle of the room....
Inside the coup, she dumped the pellets into the hanging feeder.
A blue-green tint shone through the sunlight while frozen waterfalls, hanging from the upstream cliffs, bore a hint of the rust-orange hue from the natural deposits of Red Mountain above.
She pivoted around, as far as her seatbelt allowed, practically hanging over the seat as she looked out the back window.
There was flowered wallpaper and she was hanging there in the moonlight, twisting in the draft from an open window.
An official ran out, said some words to a merchant, called a stout official with a cross hanging on his neck to follow him, and vanished again, evidently wishing to avoid the inquiring looks and questions addressed to him.
He was sitting on the seat the old prince used to like to sit on, and beside him strips of bast were hanging on the broken and withered branch of a magnolia.
He was wearing the white Horse Guard's cap and a military overcoat with a whip hanging over his shoulder by a thin strap.
On the rug-covered bench where Pierre had seen him in the morning sat Kutuzov, his gray head hanging, his heavy body relaxed.
He only saw how the workman suddenly sank down on the cords that held him, how blood showed itself in two places, how the ropes slackened under the weight of the hanging body, and how the workman sat down, his head hanging unnaturally and one leg bent under him.
Kutuzov sat up with one leg hanging down from the bed and his big paunch resting against the other which was doubled under him.
"Look out, your soles will fly off!" shouted the red-haired man, noticing that the sole of the dancer's boot was hanging loose.