That familiar cold feeling washed over her again with a wave that was staggering.
She washed her summer clothes so they would be fresh.
Realization washed over her in alternating waves of pain and numbness.
I washed your clothes.
A flood of heat washed up her throat to stain her cheeks.
A wave of loneliness washed over her.
Then she lit the oven and washed her hands.
He took a bite of his sandwich and washed it down with coffee.
He replaced his weapons and washed his face, feeling very much like this was to be his last day alive.
Familiar coldness and silence washed over her before the quiet was replaced by the storm's furious bellow.
D disappeared into the bathroom adjoining her room and washed his hands.
Dizziness washed over him, and he his body strained to Travel.
A feeling other than anxiety washed over her.
Even Bird Song's gilded front sign, advertising the bed and breakfast, had been washed of a year's dust from the unpaved side street.
At the house, she washed her hands, watching the water turn red and swirl down the drain.
It had been washed, but the color was different in that area.
He really thought her some sort of underworldly creature that somehow ended up washed up on the beach.
Deidre washed her face and redid her makeup before venturing to peek into the bathtub again.
"Good thing Sasha washed up on shore at the Sanctuary or the demons would have this one," she said.
You say Sasha washed up somewhere?
His heat and the charged Anshan life force washed over her, through her.
Dean was close enough that he could smell the musk of her freshly washed body as she took a deep breath and let out a long and resigned sigh.
The headlights of a slow moving car washed her white body, shadowing the curve of her buttocks, the roundness of her shoulder, painting her golden hair in its light.
Relief washed over him, and he instantly relaxed, hopeful.
She opened her eyes and smiled at him, then horror washed over her face and she jumped up.
Heat then red light washed over them.
Another wave of dizziness washed over her.
We thought we could lock the file drawer on this case when a body washed up, but no such luck.
They told me if Jeff's body wasn't found the first couple of weeks, it had probably washed out to sea and would maybe never be located.
Fastening the snaps, she rolled up the sleeves and washed her hands.
After Alex left, Carmen threw the sheets in the dryer, washed dishes and cleaned his kitchen.
"If it had any bones, I ate them," replied the kitten, composedly, as it washed its face after the meal.
Jim accepted it as a mere detail, and at his command the attendants gave his coat a good rubbing, combed his mane and tail, and washed his hoofs and fetlocks.
There it lay, there it lay, Till it began to rot; Then Susie Finney washed it And put it in a pot.
They used to hang in long festoons from our porch, filling the whole air with their fragrance, untainted by any earthy smell; and in the early morning, washed in the dew, they felt so soft, so pure, I could not help wondering if they did not resemble the asphodels of God's garden.
I got up, washed my face and hands, combed my hair, picked three dew violets for Teacher and ate my breakfast.
After hoeing, or perhaps reading and writing, in the forenoon, I usually bathed again in the pond, swimming across one of its coves for a stint, and washed the dust of labor from my person, or smoothed out the last wrinkle which study had made, and for the afternoon was absolutely free.
I went a-chestnutting there in the fall, on windy days, when the nuts were dropping into the water and were washed to my feet; and one day, as I crept along its sedgy shore, the fresh spray blowing in my face, I came upon the mouldering wreck of a boat, the sides gone, and hardly more than the impression of its flat bottom left amid the rushes; yet its model was sharply defined, as if it were a large decayed pad, with its veins.
His thin, worn, sallow face was covered with deep wrinkles, which always looked as clean and well washed as the tips of one's fingers after a Russian bath.
Before the hunt, by old custom, the count had drunk a silver cupful of mulled brandy, taken a snack, and washed it down with half a bottle of his favorite Bordeaux.