I had a couple of Sam Adams and a roast beef sandwich and arrived at the 30th Street station in Philadelphia just before four o'clock.
As bad as old Sam Hutchins?
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.
They enjoyed lunch with Sam doing most of the talking.
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.
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.
They left Felipa with the children and Carmen drove Sam to the stables.
The hunter who told me this could remember one Sam Nutting, who used to hunt bears on Fair Haven Ledges, and exchange their skins for rum in Concord village; who told him, even, that he had seen a moose there.