It was midmorning on this side of the world, and Rhyn squinted up at the sky.
She bathed in the midmorning sun.
Midmorning sunlight streamed in through the large windows at the rear of the study.
She understood why he liked the spot; the scent of honeysuckle and herbs was thick in the air, the manicured gardens pleasant to look at and the awning providing the right amount of cool shade from the midmorning Georgia sun.
The quaint streets of Pacific Grove were quiet during the weekday, with a small group of women lingering in the midmorning sun at the café on the corner.
A midmorning breeze drifted through the windows to her right, and she closed her eyes.
When the midmorning sun grew too hot, she lowered her weapon and handed it to the boy beside her.
The dwelling was warm already in the midmorning, and she wondered how she'd survive another day of heat like yesterday's.
The sun brightened up the studio a short time later, her reminder it was time for her midmorning walk.
I was just getting ready to head over to get their midmorning snacks.
By midmorning, Deidre was free. Katie grimaced as she wrapped the dismembered sleeves of her sweater around her wounds. Blood soaked the sweater quickly, and she held it over her head. Even before she stood, she felt woozy. Deidre tested herself and limped a few feet. Katie steadied her breathing to keep from dropping to her knees.
Midmorning light filtered into the circular chamber, the sounds of fighting distant.
It was midmorning, and the snow still fell.
After showering and dressing, he wrote a short note explaining he would be at police headquarters until midmorning and slipped it under her door.