They enjoyed lunch with Sam doing most of the talking.
As bad as old Sam Hutchins?
They left Felipa with the children and Carmen drove Sam to the stables.
I never heard anyone who bettered Sam at poker.
Sam, please focus There are some weird things going on with us and I'm hoping you can help make some sense of them.
They barely reached the porch when the door flew open and Sam burst through, arms open wide screeching.
Sam took it and moved in close.
Sam put tea on and said, "Let's sit and see if we can get to the bottom of what is going on with you two."
Sam is well thought of amongst the pack, and I'm sure she will help.
By the time they left for Bourbon Street, Sam was a little tipsy.
They sat at a table in the bar, and after a few minutes Sam complained, "What do we have to do to get a drink around here?"
Even drunk, Sam was sure footed on the dance floor.
Sam pulled away to look at him.
Gee, maybe you should have taken Sam up on her offer.
Like Sam said, we will have to wait and see what transpires.
Sam the Sham is one thing, but I wouldn't disrespect Frank that way.
Sam went quiet for a moment.
Sam succeeded in convincing Miriam to meet with Jackson.
Sam Collins came well recommend and might be worth the wait.
"This is Sam," a distinctively feminine voice replied.
Sam was a tall redhead with large blue eyes and a sprinkle of freckles over an upturned nose.
Felipa watched the children while Carmen took Sam to the office.
Sam was an interesting person.
About time she was thinking Sam might be the one she wanted to hire, Sam threw a kink into the process.
Carmen nodded, thinking Sam was going to comment on his past.
Sam whistled and spoke softly.
Watching Sam drool over him – especially during a job interview – left Carmen feeling uncertain about the girl.
Sam glanced up in surprise and blushed.
Maybe Sam was merely being spontaneous or maybe her intent was flattery.
Sam stood and smiled.
Sam asked which horse Carmen wanted and then began saddling it.
At 3:00 pm on the dot, Sam arrived at the door for her interview.
"If you don't mind my asking," Sam began cautiously, "How did you hurt your arm?"
Sam glanced at her.
"I didn't mean to pry," Sam said.
If Sam was going to take care of the horses, it was important that she know which ones to be cautious with.
In this case it was irrelevant, but Sam wouldn't have any way of knowing that.
Sam eyed her with a fair amount of discomfort, which wasn't surprising because Carmen was close to tears.
At first Sam didn't seem to know what to do.
She told Sam what happened, including the part where she disobeyed Alex and rode up into the hills alone.
At that point Sam got an amused look in her eyes and looked away.
Like Sam, he had no part in it, yet she had drug him into it with a phone call.