"Let go of my shirt, Adrienne," Brandon said as he grabbed her shoulders.
Julia nodded and glanced at Adrienne with one eye.
Brandon glanced at Adrienne as he opened the door for Julia.
Adrienne shook her head and turned to the kitchen.
Rachel glanced up as Adrienne entered the kitchen, and smiled warmly.
Adrienne opened the refrigerator door and stared inside absently.
An uncomfortable silence surrounded them for a while as Rachel diced tomatoes and Adrienne chopped the lettuce.
"No," Adrienne lied instantly.
Adrienne opened the refrigerator door again and removed the cheese.
Adrienne grabbed a large stainless steel spoon from its hanger on the wall and primped at her distorted reflection.
Her gaze shot past Adrienne and her face turned scarlet.
Adrienne swung around to find Brandon leaning against the kitchen door jam.
Roxanne had a set her cap for him and Adrienne had no intention of being the one to spoil her friends' plans.
When Adrienne walked into the lounge, Roxanne was slipping out of her coat.
Quick steps from behind alerted Adrienne to the arrival of Michael.
Adrienne was acutely aware of Roxanne's attention to the conversation.
At five o'clock sharp, Adrienne left the hospital.
As Adrienne stepped off the sidewalk, she heard quick steps from behind.
Adrienne glanced at Brandon, who was now watching them.
Adrienne was still smiling when Brandon opened the door for her.
"Oh, leave it there," Adrienne said.
All the same, Brandon introduced them as his parents - and Adrienne as a friend he had met in Tulsa.
I'm hungry, and Adrienne says she's always hungry.
They followed his parents into the house and Adrienne hesitated at the dining room door.
She pushed a bowl of mashed potatoes toward Adrienne and smiled warmly.
Adrienne laughed and glanced at Brandon.
She glanced at Adrienne again.
"Well," Adrienne began, and then paused when Brandon cleared his throat.
He continued to stare at Adrienne while he spoke to Brandon.
Adrienne is studying to be a pediatric nurse.
I hope Adrienne marries a man who will give her the help she deserves.
Adrienne expected a sharp response from Mr. Marsh, but he only regarded his wife thoughtfully for a few moments.
That night Adrienne slept in the guestroom and Brandon slept in his old room.
At times he seemed on the verge of revealing it to Adrienne, only to draw back into himself and avoid her for days.
They were disappointed when Adrienne didn't invite Michael... or anyone else, for that matter.
The smoke proved to be too much for Adrienne and two other girls, so they decided to walk each other home.
Since they all lived in the same apartment complex, and the evening was early, Adrienne invited them to her apartment for a cup of coffee.
Adrienne glanced at Chris and sipped her coffee.
After they left, Adrienne gave Brandon a stern look.
"Know what, Adrienne?" he spoke softly between kisses.
Adrienne glanced at her jacket.
She glanced at Adrienne and winked.
Adrienne shucked her coat and tried to act nonchalant in spite of the warmth in her cheeks.
Adrienne stared at him.
Adrienne tried to pull away from Brandon, but he hung on to her defiantly.
"Brandon," Adrienne gasped, trying to squirm free of his grasp.
Adrienne stared at Rachel.
She moved between Adrienne and Brandon, and put an arm around each of their shoulders.
Adrienne didn't suspect anything because I never said anything.
Adrienne blushed and glanced shyly at Brandon.
"I didn't agree to June," Adrienne said.
The news out and the engagement ring twinkling on her finger, it was hard for Adrienne to keep her mind on her studies - and Brandon wasn't helping much.
Adrienne watched him walk away, his shoulders drooped slightly.
Adrienne rolled her eyes.
Through her bedroom doorway, Adrienne watched him as he listened solemnly.
Adrienne screamed, cramming her foot into the floor as if she, too, had a break pedal.
Adrienne screamed again, and then the little car ahead of them was pulling off the road.
Adrienne followed him to the other car.
The lady at the wheel reminded Adrienne of Mrs. Marsh.
He tossed the car keys to Adrienne and met her startled gaze.
Mrs. Marsh sat in a chair opposite Adrienne, hunched over like an old woman.
For one brief instant, he looked at Adrienne as if he actually saw her.
Mrs. Marsh turned to Adrienne, and her voice was calm.
When he finally lifted his head and spoke to Adrienne, his voice was devoid of any emotion.