As we alighted, an officer I recognized from the command center strolled up to us.
Josh strolled across the room and glanced down at her - misreading her expression, as usual.
Carmen left the house and strolled down the pathway to the garden.
Fred strolled in, perturbed that his computer was still being used, this time by Joseph Dawkins, who was checking his e-mail.
Betsy strolled in, wiping flour from her hands on a dish towel.
Carmen was waiting for Alex outside the clinic with Destiny one day when the red-headed man strolled up to the car.
Katie was busy sewing something for her hope chest, so Carmen grabbed her cane pole and some liver from the refrigerator, and strolled down to the pond.
He quickly agreed and the two strolled, for the first time since Christmas, to St. Daniel's Catholic Church, a few blocks away.
He strolled among the self-conscious pets and people, smiling and looking until he was sure she wasn't there.
Dean lied that he'd miss them and strolled into the kitchen where Cynthia and Maria were enjoying a second breakfast.
By the time Dean strolled by a few moments later, red-faced Fitzgerald was getting an ear full from a half dozen tourists and an elderly local, known for his unwavering opinions and surly disposition.
Pumpkin Green strolled into the inn, arm in arm with Billy Langstrom's female friend, Melissa.
The couple strolled down Seventh Street to the bridge that crossed the Uncompahgre River as it spilled its way down from the mountains.
He kissed Cynthia good-bye and strolled the sun-lit streets the short distance to Sheriff Jake Weller's office behind the courthouse.
Dean rushed to her side, just as Donald Ryland came out of his room, in time to catch a glance at the departing man who turned and strolled down the stairs to the street.
I just strolled around town, trying to imagine Annie doing the same thing, a hundred years ago.
"Martha will take your mind off everything that's happened the past few days," Cynthia called over her shoulder as she strolled toward the kitchen.
He strolled into the kitchen and glanced around.
A tall thin bow-legged figure strolled around the side of the house.
I strolled a discrete distance from her side as we entered the gardens.
I didn't press her as we entered Lauritzen Gardens, and strolled the paths of public Botanical Park.
We strolled back to my stolen car and drove away, taking back street to avoid intersection cameras.
We strolled up the main street, rumored to be the widest in the country, but I don't know who measures.
A few bold pigeons strolled by, looking for a handout but they waddled on down the path.
Molly held Bumpus' leash as we strolled down the wide sidewalk.
I strolled up town, hoping to catch them.
I hummed a tune I remembered my mother singing to me as I strolled to the barn to slay the lying witch-bitch who thought she'd tricked.
Mrs. Lincoln, the Deans' cat, strolled into the room and rubbed the young girl's leg as if to ask what was the problem.
Pumpkin said, as he strolled up the walk.
Fred O'Connor strolled back to the room, his platter replenished, the garage sale section of the newspaper tucked beneath his arm.
As they strolled along, Ryland discussed the recent rise of interest in the sport.
At last, concluding from movements in the enemy's lines that there would be no fighting that day, Rupert and Newcastle strolled away to their coaches and their soldiers dismounted and lay down to rest.
She was comfortable with her body, until she strolled onto a beach covered in cheerleaders.
As his gaze strolled over her face, a smile developed slowly - first in his eyes and then spreading to the corners of his mouth.
Ms. Nightingale murmured a room number and motioned down a hall crowded with bodies like the day after Gettysburg while white-coated figures strolled among the moaning, clip boards in hand With wide-eyed Fred following behind, Dean ran the gauntlet until he found the room, a small office packed with five men and a lot of smoke, three of them in Philadelphia Police uniforms.
Later that evening, while Dean and his stepfather were filling their faces with apple pie and ice cream and feeling sorry for themselves about their lack of progress in finding Byrne, a young man strolled up to them with a smile on his face.
She put an arm around his waist and together they strolled back to take a look at Ed.
Elisabeth strolled in from the kitchen, seemingly oblivious to situation.
They strolled quietly for a while, until Jackson stopped to face her.
Fred O'Connor strolled up just as Dean finished.
The police spoke to Fred next, while Dean strolled back toward his quarters, with Corday's question concerning his wife's return echoing in his mind.
Fred O'Connor strolled into the kitchen a few moments later, all smiles, carrying his ever-present notebook.