When Julie & Rachel returned, she told them that Brandon would be out at the ranch for a while.
Julie shook her head in disbelief.
Julie gave Adrienne a shrewd look.
Rachel was giving Julie a strange look.
Why Julie, I do believe you're jealous!
Julie swung around and glared at Rachel.
Adrienne stared at Julie, and then at Rachel.
Julie turned and ran to her bedroom, slamming the door.
But I think Julie is right about one thing.
Julie or Rita or Tamara hung up.
Julie from Boston reentered the picture bright one Monday morning when she accompanied Howie into the office.
No handshake for Julie; she gave each of us a robust hug.
Julie was a pretty girl, in her mid-twenties, I guessed.
Julie gave Howie's hand a tug.
"Julie did very well," Howie offered, speaking for the first time.
In his absence, Julie surprised us once more by thanking us for referring Howie to a psychiatrist.
"My turn," Julie said as she dashed off to the John.
Julie doesn't fit that description.
Granted, he's been secretive about Julie but the fact he brought her here to meet us shows he's opening up.
Totally absent was any mention of Julie O'Malley.
Betsy's clandestine research about Julie, such as it was, was shared only with me.
Julie maintained no Face Book or Twitter account, nor could Betsy locate her on any other social network sites.
Howie biked to work as wheel-less Julie had driven her boyfriend's Mustang to her monastic meeting in Vermont.
Howie Abbott and Julie O'Malley were not mentioned for the rest of the day.
That's why Julie is so good for me.
Yes, and Julie is helping too.
But Julie doesn't know you're sessions are by phone or what causes the terrible dreams, does she?
I tell Julie the nightmares must be from my past; ghosts trying to get out.
I'm going to adopt her as soon as Julie and I get married.
Julie had a daughter!
I turned and announced to the others, "Everyone; Howie is in love with Julie and wants to marry her."
"You don't spare anyone," said Julie Drubetskaya as she collected and pressed together a bunch of raveled lint with her thin, beringed fingers.
Julie was preparing to leave Moscow next day and was giving a farewell soiree.
"You spare no one," continued Julie to the young man without heeding the author's remark.
"You will, of course, command it yourself?" said Julie, directing a sly, sarcastic glance toward the militia officer.
Julie asked Pierre with a knowing smile.
"Qui s'excuse s'accuse," * said Julie, smiling and waving the lint triumphantly, and to have the last word she promptly changed the subject.
Julie had gone, and so had Princess Mary.
Julie Drubetskaya told me so.
Kenneth Branagh's Much Ado about Nothing and Julie Taymor's The Tempest with Helen Mirren.
Julie Karagina turned to young Rostov.
The smiling Julie Karagina went in with Nicholas.