Maybe she thinks it's a miss-match for you.
Did you miss the job?
From what I've heard, he and Miss Anderson are more than friends.
"Miss Anderson," Len began in a formal tone.
Why don't you get a wet cloth, Miss Spencer?
Yancey stepped through the door with his arms full of groceries and Lisa didn't miss the warning look he shot his mother.
If he thinks I might be up today, he'll insist on staying home so he won't miss me.
Miss Clara chuckled like a mother hen.
Finally Miss Clara gathered her papers.
Miss Clara nodded and glanced at Brandon.
You don't miss your friends?
Then I started worrying about how I was going to take care of the baby and how much it would miss because I didn't have the money to...
Unfortunately, he did not miss the child until the following morning.
"I'm pleased to meet you," said Miss Molly as she shook each of our hands in turn.
I was culpable in contributing openly to the memory of Miss Washington and I was listed in some press accounts as the well-known grandfather of Eric when he was kidnapped last fall.
I dialed Miss Reagan first.
"I miss Damian," she whispered.
"I miss you," he whispered.
He'd managed to miss the hurricane, though the waters were still rough and the waves high.
Do you miss her?
She didn't miss the surprised look on Han's face.
"Wouldn't miss it," Damian said and stood to shake his hand.
I miss the stars.
She didn't miss the look of relief that crossed Pierre's face and suspected he'd been threatened with a reassignment for shooting her.
You'd never miss ONE of them, I'm sure!
"No; you miss many pleasures," remarked the cab-horse, pityingly.
Until we see how the Internet changes us and allows us to do things we never even thought about doing—never imagined we would want to do—we will miss the enormous impact it can have.
Something akin to getting a date with Miss America: Sure, in theory, possible—but realistically, it ain't gonna happen.
After my teacher, Miss Sullivan, came to me, I sought an early opportunity to lock her in her room.
My father was obliged to get a ladder and take Miss Sullivan out through the window--much to my delight.
Miss Sullivan taught me to take all the care of my new pet.
Something I said made her think she detected in my words a confession that I did remember Miss Canby's story of "The Frost Fairies," and she laid her conclusions before Mr. Anagnos, although I had told her most emphatically that she was mistaken.
The regimental commander ran forward on each such occasion, fearing to miss a single word of the commander-in-chief's regarding the regiment.
Give me my thimble, Miss, from there...
"If you please, Miss! allow me," said the maid, who on her knees was pulling the skirt straight and shifting the pins from one side of her mouth to the other with her tongue.
"You mustn't laugh, Miss," said Dunyasha.