Too much took place in Scranton—the mail drop, the newspaper, buying the motor home.
Our boy John Luke Grasso drives a motor home!
Sitting on a secluded site at the far side of the circle, on the outside, sat a mid-sized Pace Arrow motor home with California Plates!
Katie laughed shortly as she whirled the motor over and pumped the accelerator.
The sub's motor hummed quietly and the pilot guided it deftly.
She remembers a motor home parked on Bascomb Place!
A California plate on a motor home will stick out like a sore thumb.
Before he signed off, he added, "Keep your eyes peeled for a Pace Arrow Motor home with California plates."
I had barely taken a sip when I had a vision of a motor home I'd recently seen in Keene, with California plates!
While I dreaded frightening my wife further, I knew I owed her the information on the motor home.
There are video pictures of the motor home entry from Canada back into the United States.
I wasn't sure if the Pace Arrow motor home had vacated its site or simply was out for an afternoon jaunt.
I drove slowly around the circle to make sure the site previously occupied by the California motor home was indeed vacant.
The search for the motor home is broadening out but so far, no sightings.
They're hot to get the motor home.
That's why he packed up his motor home and left town.
We may not have made his name public but that doesn't mean no one is looking for him and his motor home.
I suddenly realized where the illusive motor home was parked and I knew Baby Claire Elizabeth LeBlanc was unidentified but alive!
While my new vehicle is far less accommodating to my needs as my precious motor home, now resting in an airport parking lot, this van is satisfying my temporary needs.
We've got the motor home.
Much as I'd like to, I won't ask her if her mother's maiden name was Plotke, nor will I tell her daddy's bones may be taking a motor home trip up the west coast—or that his pinkie is in your jewel case.
Who says the motor home belonged to Cleary?
So you called all the local dealers to find out if anyone named Cleary or Byrne or Corbin bought a new motor home?
Dean asked her about the motor home but she could give little information except to say it was boxy looking and blue...or white...or light colored.
He silently chastised himself for even caring that some guy named Cleary had spent a few weeks in Scranton and now was traveling off in the sunset in a blue-white-or-lavender motor home.
To his motor home!
He could figure the gas he'd have used and written his own receipt when he filled up the motor home, stopping after filling the tank part way.
So why haul the bike in the car and not the motor home?
Because he parked the motor home in some campground near Norfolk, then transferred the bike to his car, stashed the bike somewhere down the beach and used it the next morning, like you said, to get back to the motor home.
Cleary, Corbin, any single guy, a motor home with paper Pennsylvania plates that checked in on the May dates we know— any of those things.
It's a full-size motor home—around 32 feet, she guessed.
After all, the last report, if you could call it that, involved a motor home.
He's probably with some lady friend right now, in one of the motels or in the motor home.
No one on the block remembered the motor home, but the backyard was closed from view from the street, so unless someone was in the building it would not have been visible.
But why was Fred followed from the motor home seller's house?
Fred had phoned a number of places in Rollins and Hays, Kansas the previous day but found no information on the disposal of the motor home.
His mind was awhirl with the pending confrontation, not to mention the magazine article with one more arrow pointing toward bicycling, the motor home, a trip west, the Rocky Mountains and Jeffrey Byrne, all rolled into one very plausible package.
I saw his motor home when I went to lunch with Rose O'Brien.
That's probably where he bought the motor home.
We don't even know the motor home is his.
He bought a motor home in Scranton and towed his company car down to Norfolk!
Well, the way I see it, he's gotta figure the motor home is hot.