It was going to be nice having nothing to do but enjoy their little family for the next two weeks.
She objected at first, but finally submitted.
He said no more, but expressed his resignation to cruel fate by a gesture.
Such a pleasant day and evening should have ended with a restful night and happy dreams, but it didn't.
We were sadly in the way, but that did not interfere with our pleasure in the least.
The prince answered nothing, but she looked at him significantly, awaiting a reply.
But even old Jim has been saying things since we had our accident.
They did not seem frightened, but chirped softly, as if they knew they were safe.
But he was anxious to learn.
I know it still galls you that he was willing to help pay for your college education, but not Katie's.
Benjamin Franklin lived to be a very old man, but he never forgot that lesson.
But I am making a simple statement that life is better now than it has ever been.
The Christmas tree could only be seen from the back of the house, but that didn't matter.
I tried hard to teach her my sign language, but she was dull and inattentive.
All change is a miracle to contemplate; but it is a miracle which is taking place every instant.
In business transactions Alex was frugal with his money, but when it came to his family, he was generous.
She was only a month into two years old, but she was big for her age.
But this I know, I love to play In the meadow, among the hay-- Up the water, and o'er the lea, That's the way for Billy and me.
"Don't know," said Dorothy, "but it must have been humbug."
The highest Petersburg society was assembled there: people differing widely in age and character but alike in the social circle to which they belonged.
But I cannot remember any instance in which this feeling prevented me from repeating the naughtiness when I failed to get what I wanted.
But there was no shepherd in Scotland that could have done better than Sirrah did that night.
Discontinuity happens, but it is not unpredictable.
A few impressions stand out vividly from the first years of my life; but "the shadows of the prison-house are on the rest."
But right or wrong, she isn't his daughter.
Dorothy and Zeb jumped out of the buggy and ran after them, but the Sorcerer remained calmly in his throne.
It is to solve some of the problems of life, not only theoretically, but practically.
He was respectful of her concerns, but they didn't see eye-to-eye on any of it - except the fact that they both wanted another child.
There were men and women, but no children at all, and the folks were all beautifully formed and attractively dressed and had wonderfully handsome faces.
But he did not wish the little girl to think him a coward, so he advanced slowly to the edge of the roof.
Pierre pushed his way into the middle of the group, listened, and convinced himself that the man was indeed a liberal, but of views quite different from his own.
His tone suggested impatience, but his expression gave no clue as to why.
But never mind; something will happen pretty soon.
But why do men degenerate ever?
In the vegetable gardens they found the strawberries and melons, and several other unknown but delicious fruits, of which they ate heartily.
What could he do about it but lose more sleep?
He intended it as a joke, but the memory it resurrected was painful.
To many creatures there is in this sense but one necessary of life, Food.
We needed the car fixed so I had no choice but to pay the huge amount the repair shop was asking.
"But I saw the little pigs with my own eyes!" exclaimed Zeb.
It was possible after all - but was it moral?
It's feminine enough, but it looks like something grandma would wear.
"Yes; but it's lots of fun, if it IS strange," remarked the small voice of the kitten, and Dorothy turned to find her pet walking in the air a foot or so away from the edge of the roof.
Maybe not, but it would have made a difference if I had known how you felt.
It was one thing to tell herself everything was resolved, but quite another to thoroughly accept something she had always considered wrong.
But I guess if we have, it's no worse than having a child out of wedlock.
He was not a very large man, but was well formed and had a beautiful face--calm and serene as the face of a fine portrait.
I’m trying a new diet. My breakfast is going to be nothing but fruit for the next month.
I’d love to come to the concert, but I already have plans that night.
But he smiled and bowed as he answered:
Broccoli soup for dinner? Thanks, but no thanks.
Princess Mary noticed to her surprise that during this illness the old prince not only excluded her from his room, but did not admit Mademoiselle Bourienne either.
Pierre wished to say that he was ready to sacrifice his money, his serfs, or himself, only one ought to know the state of affairs in order to be able to improve it, but he was unable to speak.
The mouth of the hole was nearly filled up now, but the kitten gave a leap through the remaining opening and at once scampered up into the air.
History is full of radical breaks with the past that only seem to have come out of nowhere but were, in fact, predictable.
Yes, I have heard of his scheme for perpetual peace, and it is very interesting but hardly feasible.
Pierre wished to reply, but could not get in a word.
Boston is now a great city, but at that time it was only a little town.
She had to move a few things to make room, but that wasn't too hard.
I do not remember when I first realized that I was different from other people; but I knew it before my teacher came to me.
I was nervous to go backpacking alone, but I'm glad I did because I met some great people.
Zeb shook the reins and urged him to go, but Jim was stubborn.
Of course I did not know what it was all about, but I enjoyed the pleasant odours that filled the house and the tidbits that were given to Martha Washington and me to keep us quiet.
You may come to America and be poor, but if you work hard, your children will have a better life and a better opportunity.
She glanced up at his face, but it gave no clue of his mood.
But you're still not comfortable with the decision, are you?
In the strict sense of the word I am not a Wizard, but only a humbug.
Millions will pour forth from there"--he pointed to the merchants' hall--"but our business is to supply men and not spare ourselves...
But they continued to fall, all together, and the boy and girl had no difficulty in remaining upon the seat, just as they were before.
They saw a landscape with mountains and plains, lakes and rivers, very like those upon the earth's surface; but all the scene was splendidly colored by the variegated lights from the six suns.
But they marched straight onward.
He tried first one plan and then another; but none of them proved anything at all.
But, except for these fleeting memories, if, indeed, they be memories, it all seems very unreal, like a nightmare.
They have no friend Iolaus to burn with a hot iron the root of the hydra's head, but as soon as one head is crushed, two spring up.
Helene was so lovely that not only did she not show any trace of coquetry, but on the contrary she even appeared shy of her unquestionable and all too victorious beauty.
He pushed forward, feeling stirred, but not yet sure what stirred him or what he would say.
Evidently accustomed to managing debates and to maintaining an argument, he began in low but distinct tones:
But to judge what is best--conscription or the militia--we can leave to the supreme authority....
"Yes, and this is not a time for discussing," he continued, "but for acting: there is war in Russia!
Glinka, the editor of the Russian Messenger, who was recognized (cries of "author! author!" were heard in the crowd), said that "hell must be repulsed by hell," and that he had seen a child smiling at lightning flashes and thunderclaps, but "we will not be that child."
I never doubted the devotion of the Russian nobles, but today it has surpassed my expectations.
And not only was Napoleon not afraid to extend his line, but he welcomed every step forward as a triumph and did not seek battle as eagerly as in former campaigns, but very lazily.
We pass the time as we can, but in war as in war!
Maybe he thought she would change her mind, but it wasn't going to happen.
But there were fourteen boys and girls older than he, and two little sisters who were younger.
They played with the lambs in the field and saw no human being but the shepherd.
It is true, I never assisted the sun materially in his rising, but, doubt not, it was of the last importance only to be present at it.
It will take but a minute for me to get you some coffee.
She could have asked, but that might tip her hand.
When Dorothy recovered her senses they were still falling, but not so fast.
"Yes; but we're used to such things in California," he replied.
But Dorothy, seeing his perplexity, answered:
On some of the bushes might be seen a bud, a blossom, a baby, a half-grown person and a ripe one; but even those ready to pluck were motionless and silent, as if devoid of life.
I've been picked over six years, but our family is known to be especially long lived.
He led them within another but smaller circle of hedge, where grew one large and beautiful bush.
Eureka stuck up her nose at such food, but the tiny piglets squealed delightedly at the sight of the crackers and ate them up in a jiffy.
But it is a long time since I have had any sleep, and I'm tired.
"The Princess is lovely to look at," continued Dorothy, thoughtfully; "but I don't care much for her, after all.
Many incidents of those early years are fixed in my memory, isolated, but clear and distinct, making the sense of that silent, aimless, dayless life all the more intense.
Not only was Pierre's attempt to speak unsuccessful, but he was rudely interrupted, pushed aside, and people turned away from him as from a common enemy.
Despite his seniority in rank Bagration, in this contest of magnanimity, took his orders from Barclay, but, having submitted, agreed with him less than ever.
He wrote to Arakcheev, the Emperor's confidant: It must be as my sovereign pleases, but I cannot work with the Minister (meaning Barclay).
She feared for her brother who was in it, was horrified by and amazed at the strange cruelty that impels men to kill one another, but she did not understand the significance of this war, which seemed to her like all previous wars.
"But, Prince," Dessalles began timidly, "the letter mentions Vitebsk...."
Alex had provided the money to remodel the home, but insisted that it stay in her name only.
It was nice having Alex home all day and having the family together, but all good things come to an end.
Dorothy thought he just wiggled one of his drooping ears, but that was all.
"But Jim knows his business all right--don't you, Jim?" patting the long nose of the animal.
But not a sound had broken the stillness since the strangers had arrived, except that of their own voices.
But I've just had the bad luck to come out of the sky, skip the solid earth, and land lower down than I intended.
The Mangaboo people listened, but showed no great interest.
But it took a good many years for them to grow as large and fine as they are now.
But I noticed some strawberries growing in one of the gardens, and some melons in another place.
"But won't they be veg'table, like everything else here?" asked the kitten.
The only bait he could find was a bright red blossom from a flower; but he knew fishes are easy to fool if anything bright attracts their attention, so he decided to try the blossom.
"But IS there any other place?" asked the Wizard.
But even that did not satisfy the Princess.
I too had woven a kind of basket of a delicate texture, but I had not made it worth any one's while to buy them.
One of the old men nearest to him looked round, but his attention was immediately diverted by an exclamation at the other side of the table.
The actors of 1812 have long since left the stage, their personal interests have vanished leaving no trace, and nothing remains of that time but its historic results.
But all these hints at what happened, both from the French side and the Russian, are advanced only because they fit in with the event.
But then, she hadn't approved of his drinking or the way he treated Lori either.
There he cared for them with love and kindness; but no word did he speak in their hearing.
Thinking that turn and turn about is fair play, she seized the scissors and cut off one of my curls, and would have cut them all off but for my mother's timely interference.
He has no time to be anything but a machine.
But as Barclay did not inspire confidence his power was limited.
He left in order not to obstruct the commander-in-chief's undivided control of the army, and hoping that more decisive action would then be taken, but the command of the armies became still more confused and enfeebled.
The man had taken a step or two across the glass roof before he noticed the presence of the strangers; but then he stopped abruptly.
But they had no handkerchiefs, either.
To anticipate, not the sunrise and the dawn merely, but, if possible, Nature herself!
Alex was supposed to be sterile, but they had been wrong about that.
Talking about it might help her, but they had already talked the subject lifeless.
But you're so warm.
With everything going on, Carmen didn't have time to worry about flying, but when they were all sitting at the airport, she finally had time to stew over it.
"I have been so excited since father said you were coming!" she said to Alex, but her eyes included Carmen.
Señor Medena eyed Carmen thoughtfully, but like Alex, there was no way of knowing what was on his mind.
Carmen tried to focus on Felipa, but her mind was full of questions.
That she doubted, but his tone was confident.
It is a beautiful day, but yesterday it was cold.
We have some cold days, but mostly it is warm.
Señor Medena was watching Alex, but from the corner of her eye Carmen could see Alex was looking out the window.
I'd like to, but if it's too much trouble...
What you have on is fine, but if you want to freshen up and wear something else, go ahead.
I have a couple of polo shirts, but no light shirts.
Not now implied later, but that didn't feel comfortable either.
The idea of making love in a strange bedroom was disturbing enough, but with only a door between them and the children, locked or not, it didn't feel right.
"Jonathan," Alex began gently, but Señor Medena interrupted him.
Carmen glanced around the table, but everyone seemed to be more amused than disturbed... everyone but Señor Medena.
She will have the baby for us because I have no womb, but it is our baby.
Why is it good when you adopt a baby that isn't yours, but bad if it's yours and you don't give birth to it?
She rolled over and sat up, but he stopped her with a hand on her arm.
I know, but... we're guests in this house, and...
Maybe he was thinking about Alexia, but that was still on their land, in the old house before it was renovated.
But this wasn't about intimacy - was it?
Not even a year had passed since the stabbing, but he had been doing well.
Normally it was a raised area, dark pink, but now it looked red and angry.
But he is right.
He had probably been hurting during the ride, but refused to say anything.
Carmen sat down, but Alex remained standing.
A touch of humor lurked in Señor Medena's dark eyes, but he continued as if he didn't notice.
But I have said they did not know you had a wound.
I can talk, Alex said, his voice still firm but gentle.
I'm sorry, but you weren't going to speak in your behalf.
But you are alike in some ways.
Once again he lowered his head, but this time his lips lingered on hers, searching for a response.
I want to, but...
But you have money...
"Our children will have everything they need, but not everything they want," Alex interrupted.
Not because she wanted the money, but because it might become an issue.
But that was behind them.
The shopping trip was exciting because it was so close to Christmas, but otherwise uneventful.
Alex tried to pay, but she wouldn't let him.
But then, a party didn't seem like something Señor Medena would plan.
But it was more.
But how did you know?
But if you could trust him this way and there was no electricity, would it still be love?
It was Alex who talked her into the IVF, but what did it matter?
She wasn't contributing money, but she was certainly contributing her share.
But I don't know anything about dressing or acting like a lady.
Alex defies father now, but he will not win.
It wasn't the first time she had gone to bed while he was out on a call, but it was the first time she had done so away from home.
But he didn't answer.
But the horse did not buck him off.
True, but her answer left Carmen's stomach tied in a knot.
Beautiful he was, but he also looked high spirited.
The architecture was fantastic, but not near as exciting as the ride on a ferry.
Yes. But I like taking care of my children.
You fell asleep alright, but we didn't get that far.
Carmen couldn't make out more than a few words, but one of them was mare.
A friend, certainly, but their relationship was also romantic so best friend didn't seem like a good description.
No, not too far, but the party is tonight, so we need to stay close.
I understand when they have an emergency and you're handy, but surely they don't have emergencies all the time.
It wasn't something she had considered before, but another thought followed his.
Exhaustion eventually ended the game and everyone but Dulce gathered in the kitchen for an ice cream snack.
Some might think Dulce didn't know what she was missing, but Carmen suspected she did.
Alondra smiled shyly but her eyes shined.
Her figure was not as well developed as Alondra or Dulce, but she looked nice in the style and color.
But then, maybe Alondra was one of those people who simply took a long time to warm to strangers.
But then, Alex had always been fluent in pretty talk.
I guess violet eyes are unusual, but I think they look the same from my viewpoint.
She scanned the room, but didn't spot him.
We all knew about his family, but the way he acted, it was as if he wanted to hide them from us.
But then, Alex hadn't mentioned his family to her, either.
Other than the one time he had lost his temper with her, she had never known him to be anything but gentle.
But then, that was obvious.
I never thought of him as being anything else but a salesman until I saw him tonight, but he seems so... comfortable now.
Carmen rubbed her sore neck and searched the room for Alex again, but didn't find him.
In fact, it was ludicrous - but it still hurt.
Of course, she could have used sign language, but that would have been distracting - and it wouldn't have been as personal.
She stared up at his face, but he ignored her.
But Tessa wasn't simply another pretty face.
He had loved a singer, but he had married the farmer's daughter.
For a moment her heart beat overtime and it looked as though she might fall, but Alex smoothly caught her and stepped around, covering her fumbling so well that no one appeared to notice.
But he wasn't her concern tonight.
Alex wouldn't lie, but if he was given enough time to think about it, he could certainly evade the issue.
After all, he knew Katie too, but they only wanted the people he knew before he met his wife - excluding his sister.
Gerald had to leave, but you met him.
Possibly not, but that was the end result.
Sweets usually made her thirstier - but it was wet.
The kitchen was open all the time, but Alex didn't drink - or never had to her knowledge.
Carmen rushed to him, but found that he was either asleep or passed out.
But it isn't more comfortable.
They didn't know about the science of surrogacy back then - but then, they didn't know about cesarean delivery either.
Not that one had anything to do with the other, but the technology of surrogacy would have been inconceivable back then.
Dulce handed Carmen a picture, her face a study of emotion, but her lips revealing nothing.
A spiked drink might seem harmless, but if a person was taking certain prescription drugs, it could be dangerous.
But it would have been alright if I had?
He's irritated, but he probably won't say anything.
"A little," Carmen responded, "but I suppose that's natural, given our relationship.
That's unusual, I know, but we both like it that way.
Her accent was still there, but the clumsy speech pattern was gone.
She would have thought Dulce adored her father, but obviously not.
Maybe, but how else would you explain things like this?
But I think it's important that we're both aware of what's going on, don't you?
"I know what you mean," she said," but wouldn't all this have come up eventually?"
But a lot more complicated for the other two, maybe.
I doubt that... but you never know.
But eventually it would have caught up with you.
She could believe that of Dulce, but not of Felipa.
Alondra was still a big question mark, but her gut said no to that idea too.
These babies might not be in her womb, but they did belong to Alex.
She had assumed Alex was, but... she needed to look at his files.
But let's see how things turn out.
If he had simply ignored her, she might have been able to get her emotions under control, but now a sob threatened so convincingly that she was afraid to breathe.
They loved one child as much as the other, but one child could never take the place of another.
Maybe it would always be there, but hopefully it would fade.
For the most part, the facial expressions of those sitting around the table were sympathetic, but Dulce looked as if she was ready to break into tears.
It might cross a person's mind now and then that their spouse might be unfaithful, but insisting on it for months was another thing.
But Señor Medena has money...
Señor Medena was watching Alex thoughtfully, but Alex seemed to be unaware of his attention.
"But you thought you should defend me," he said in a calculating tone.
Carmen glanced at him, but he was still deep in thought.
She let the conversation drop that night, but early the next morning Dulce caught him in the hallway and it was clear that she didn't think anything was settled.
Alex had his professional expression on, but Dulce was pouting.
Señor Medena's attention shifted back and forth between Dulce and Alex, but neither offered any explanation.
Carmen glanced at Alex, but he either didn't notice her attention, or he was avoiding her eyes.
I guess my life isn't very interesting to other people, but Alex and I like the way we live.
Actually, everything belongs to both of us, but I was the one who had the lifelong dream of a horse ranch.
But Mom got sick and died... and then Dad.
But weekends are best.
I guess it does sound dull when I talk about it, but it's never dull to me, and Alex seems to be happy with things.
He might never say anything to Jonathan about it, but Jonathan would know in other ways how he felt.
Oh, and we were whispering so you knew we were talking, but you didn't know what we were saying.
You're supposed to be taking care of me, but that isn't realistic 100% of the time, is it?
All right, but I don't like being kept in the dark about all this.
I'm sorry, sweetheart, but at least for now, I think it's better that you're not involved.
But Carmen had better luck with Señor Medena.
We accept that they don't, but we still want to feel welcome.
Actually, it was way too much house as far as she was concerned, but she wasn't buying it.
A couple of wing-backed chairs and sofa sank luxuriously into that thick wine carpet, but what caught her full attention was the wide curving staircase.
Of course, but most people prefer the carpet.
Morino's uncomfortable gaze shifted from Señor Medena to Alex, and then to Carmen, but he said nothing.
It wasn't a question, but a flat statement.
Sure, he'd had some rough times, but she had never done anything to make him think she would be unfaithful.
He was making noises like his father was the one he didn't trust, but it wasn't that simple.
To his credit, Alex didn't visibly respond, but neither did he push her away.
When she spotted Carmen, her eyes widened, but she kept walking.
I have his name, but he is not my father.
But then, why would he?
Dulce was beautiful, but she would forever be trying to run his life.
But you don't believe us.
But your father didn't kiss me, and Josh didn't...
You didn't say a word to your father, but you snarled at me as though I did something wrong.
Then he turned away and rubbed the back of his neck in that way he did when he knew he was wrong but wasn't sure why.
She was jealous of Dulce, but she had no reason to be.
Fighting with each other wasn't going to do anything but play into the hands of those instigating the trouble.
But then, he had made it clear from the start that he didn't want any of them in his life.
She showered and changed into her new nightgown, but Alex was still downstairs when she crawled into bed.
Señor Medena said goodbye to them at the house, but Alondra and Felipa rode with them in the Limousine to the airport.
Carmen stiffened and looked up at Alex, but he found something interesting outside to look at.
He had the background and the education, but he obviously didn't have the inclination to adjust to the one being forced on him.
The nausea persisted for a while, but was eventually lost in sleep.
They were home but still playing love tag at night.
Of course she loved him, but somewhere inside she still cringed at that sinful word.
But we're married - and have been for a long time.
But I felt it for you before we got married.
I pretend like I know what's right and wrong, but I don't.
I hate to dispute you, but I'm not miserable.
Not hardly, but thanks anyway.
I'm sorry I kept you waiting, but Tessa had nothing to do with it.
Alex and Jonathan wanted to help decorate, but there were some basic things that could be done.
The car was six years old now, but it was in good shape and still had low mileage.
It was unsettling to think he had concealed an entire family and lifestyle from her, but this was different.
She might have lost the baby anyway, but the way he treated her couldn't have helped.
Sure, he said her lifestyle appealed to him, but was that because it was something new?
Alex had always taken care of his family, but was it irresponsible to assume he always would?
I thought maybe we could get a van, but I didn't know if we could afford it.
His expression was wary, but he said nothing.
I know, we've been all through this before - but I still don't understand.
Her face burned hot, but his tone turned her insides cold.
He was right about the coat, but she wasn't about to go back and get it.
All right, so he wasn't trying to hide his wealth, but he certainly did try to hide his family.
Maybe it was anger that prompted him to make the remark about her spending his money, but he never apologized about it specifically.
I did, but apparently that status changed.
Maybe so, but you did.
Actually, I would have thought it was a lot more - but then, he did pay cash for the house and clinic.
I'm not all that secretive, but you were the one who kept telling me that if he wanted you to know, he'd tell you.
He's a lot like his father - in a LOT of ways, but don't tell him that.
He wasn't opposed to having it, but he insisted on sharing it in fair business - and with his wife, more or less.
But then, she admitted to loving him at one time, so it's not hard to believe she still felt something for him.
But why didn't you say something to me about all of this before now?
I guess I can't deny that, but in all these years, why hasn't Uncle Fabrice's name come up in a conversation at least once?
Sure, but don't you get tired of it?
Sometimes, but it's a long way to a restaurant and a lot of hassle to go.
Carmen had always looked forward to evening when Alex returned from work, but she was doubly relieved for the evening hours now.
The carpenters tried to keep the dust level down, but it was impossible to avoid all of it.
Carmen took her to the doctor, but he said there was no cure for the common cold and not to worry about it.
He had a few basic instructions, but said it would last seven to ten days with or without antibiotics.
Alex agreed, but he kept an eye on her.
Maybe they had, but what choice did they have?
Her eyes were bloodshot but otherwise she looked pale lying on the sheets like a limp doll.
Nurses came into the room off and on all night to check on Destiny, but she continued to sleep.
Exhaustion from the ordeal was taking its toll on Carmen as well, but she tried to stay awake.
A few times she nodded off, but for the most part she was able to stay awake until Alex arrived the next morning with Katie.
"I know," Alex said, "but you need to go home and get some rest."
Well, I do need to freshen up, but I'll be back.
Someone will have to pick her up at the airport, but she can stay with Jonathan at the house.
Thanks, I know we can count on you, Katie, but I think she'll be more comfortable staying at our house.
Her fever goes down, but then comes back up again.
Sleep seemed unlikely, but it must have happened shortly after her head hit the pillow.
Destiny woke several times during the night, but went back to sleep when she saw Carmen was there.
Once she asked for daddy, but went back to sleep when Carmen told her he was asleep.
The sheetrock was up and mudded, but not painted.
It was only two thirty in the afternoon, but she didn't want to go back to sleep.
You have to stay in here, but Mommy will hug you.
The medication they were giving her to clear up the congestion in her lungs was making her sleep a lot, but they thought that was better than having her upset all the time.
"I understand," he said gently, "but try to keep your chin up."
She wanted to tell him how much she missed him - how much she wished he was there, but he might jump in the truck and travel dangerous highways.
She was right, of course, but having mama stand there watching her suffer was just as upsetting for Destiny.
You can sit up, but you have to stay in there.
Partly because of the way he worded things, but mostly because he tried to mask his emotions - like Alex.
Felipa definitely needed his help with chartering the helicopter, but he could have done that from Houston.
Yes, but he's asleep.
Well, I haven't seen her, but... what does the doctor say?
Yeah, but he doesn't mind leaving her out in the cold after he dies.
I know, but now Alex is sick.
He says he thinks he has a cold, but the doctor told me he could get pneumonia real easy.
Alex would be upset, but what could she do?
Her heart said no, but then there was logic.
Most things had returned to normal, but the trip to Texas had given Jonathan an idea.
It didn't need another rinse, but she needed the time to contemplate before saying something she might regret.
She met his gaze defiantly for a moment longer, but he made no attempt to argue.
If it's something we simply can't afford, that's one thing, but we should be encouraging things like this, Alex.
I don't know what the odds are, but I figure god is responsible for both - don't you think?
The nights were still cold into April, but the temperature climbed into the 60's during the day.
But then, she had started it by shoving the pillow under her blouse.
"It isn't the first skunk I've seen around here," Carmen said, "but it's the first time I saw one acting like that.
He said he would be gone for two days, but didn't say why he was going.
He might not have heard what she said, but he must have heard her speak.
I don't know what's been bothering you lately, but if I've done something, I wish you would tell me.
I don't want you to lose anything, but you know I'd want to be with you even if we didn't have a dime to our name.
I know, sweetheart, and that is a comfort, but it won't be that bad.
He seemed sincere, but it could have been an act.
Makeup was something she rarely wore, but she did have some.
He participated in conversation, but whenever it lagged, he watched her questioningly.
Seducing him was something she thought would be difficult, but it was actually enjoyable.
She started to get up so she could lead him to their bedroom, but he tugged her back down to the window seat.
I know, but he makes the decisions.
But then; he insisted those things were also hers.
Neither did she, but she wasn't claiming that they were hers, either.
Maybe it was good for them - I don't know, but I don't think it's going to be good for you - or Alex.
Maybe he was trying to protect her, but more likely he was simply trying to conceal the problem.
She had rehearsed her script earlier, but now the words evaded her.
I had hoped that you would resolve your problem, but it seems to have no end.
You want me to think of all this as ours, but how can I when you insist that the problems are all yours?
But then, if Tessa didn't marry him, why didn't Dulce tell him about the baby?
He shrugged, but didn't respond.
But then, no one mentioned a child, either.
All that was true enough, but remaining bitter about it wasn't going to improve their relationship.
It wasn't something she was looking forward to, but it might be helpful.
Maybe she couldn't make the ugly beast go away completely, but she had learned to control it.
I suppose so, but I thought I could work it out.
Dulce wasn't friendly, but she wasn't hostile either.
That should have been no big surprise, but Carmen would have thought he would welcome the idea of a willing heir.
He said he felt bad about it, but conceded that Tessa had been less than honest with him on more than one occasion.
She said he had kicked her out, but refused to say why.
When Alex approached Carmen about giving Tessa some money, she said it was up to him, but keep in mind that the issue could have been something like drugs.
I would have thought a gender oriented decision would upset you, but you seem to be on his side.
When it finally came back to her, the frown was still there, but his expression was cognitive.
But you would be.
It doesn't matter to me one way or another, but I wish you would at least make an effort at seeing his side of it.
He didn't comment, but several times that evening she caught him watching her with a reflective expression.
Señor Medena's gaze was stern, but his voice was calm.
Alex pointed his fork at her and opened his mouth to speak, but Carmen cut him off.
You know you love each other, but you aren't about to admit it.
He needed glasses, but he wouldn't admit it.
Maybe you are having a little water gain, but you look great.
He shrugged, Possibly, but the babies may come early.
It's a little early, but twins tend to have their own schedule.
Matthew had thick black hair, but Natalie's was blonde.
Carmen had assumed breast feeding would be a natural thing, but as Matthew lay fussing in her arms, it seemed a major obstacle.
It couldn't have been more than a few seconds, but it seemed much longer.
It may take a few minutes, but he'll catch on.
It was intended to encourage her, but it was more a distraction.
His brows lifted, but he still looked confused.
Maybe it was the emotional high they were feeling because of the babies, but something seemed to have shifted their foundation.
No one knew what the future held, but if they faced everything together, surely they would grow together.
Sure, they needed to clear the air about the inheritance issue, but that wasn't enough for Carmen.
I have let her do this, but now I tell her she must be respectful.
But you kept trying to take me from them.
That explains how you treated Katie, but what about Felipa and Alondra - and even Dulce?
Probably not, but she was born and raised here - and her parents are buried here.
Carmen thought she wanted him to make the decisions, but she wanted to be involved with the process.
Katie had been telling him that for years, but he hadn't seen it until now.
I dated her a few times, but she was way out of my league.
It was hard to explain how her beauty was different than so many others, but it was.
But Mertz was good enough for her?
The idea of talking to her again was unsettling enough, but to tell her something like this?
Spencer was nearly ten years older than her, but maybe she liked older men.
Of course, there was always the possibility that she had come up with the idea of distracting Spenser, but he found that hard to believe.
He'd like to believe in good and the happy-ever-after, but that innocence could never be retrieved.
It was wrong, but somehow noble.
He wasn't doing it for anyone but Allen.
His fist was aimed at her stomach, but she managed to dodge and catch it on her rib cage.
It would have been humiliating if anyone had noticed, but no one seemed to pay much attention – probably because so many others were also drinking.
Maybe friends didn't let friends drive drunk, but how did they stop them when there were so many?
That car didn't look like much even when it was clean, but it was reliable.
But of course, that wasn't possible.
The blue skirt and sweater were a little dressy for jail, but they'd no doubt give her some fashionable stripes to wear anyway.
Lisa started to get up but Howard motioned her to sit still while he answered the door.
I'm sorry, but there is no mistake.
She tried to speak, but nothing came out.
But I want to be with them.
She opened her eyes... but it wasn't Nick holding her hand.
It was something she had been told often, but never expected to be asked.
Occasionally Howard would ask her questions, but mostly he and Connie handled the plans by themselves.
Through it she heard the mumbling of the reverend, but not the words.
Her presence was reassuring but she was driving extra miles to work every day.
The antidepressants didn't help that much, but maybe they were responsible for the fact that she had not lost control yet.
But you have to eat.
You don't do anything but sit around and stare.
You answer me, but you don't hear me.
Maybe a vacation would be good right now, but don't go back there.
But you haven't been working there all that long.
I know you've been preoccupied, but everyone else has noticed his interest in you.
I don't know that, but it doesn't matter.
But you're not thinking right.
I think you still need someone here, but you're definitely getting better.
I'll go, but this isn't over.
She should be looking for a replacement vehicle, but having another car in the garage would only be a reminder that there was no one left to drive it.
But they had been inconvenienced enough with all her problems.
Maybe that would change, but it would take a while.
Ahead was nothing but a narrow dirt road lined with mature Oak trees and brush.
Wildlife hid behind that wall of green, but it was too late in the day for them to be hopping out on the road.
Acquaintances were shallow and many, but if a person had one true friend in a lifetime, they were blessed.
She desperately fought the steering wheel for control, but the car weaved all over the road.
But if she moved, the car might start rocking again.
I remembered how isolated these roads were, but I forgot how dangerous they were.
I didn't mean to yell at you, but you nearly scared me to death.
His face was clean shaven, but his dark curly hair was thick and unruly.
At 5' 8, she was tall, but still had to lift her chin to see his face.
Five years hadn't changed the wild hills of Madison County, but she had forgotten how truly remote the area was.
She counted the seconds in tense silence, waiting for the sound of an explosion, but the only sound was a car approaching from below.
She peered cautiously over the edge, but couldn't see the car.
Yeah, you could get to it, but it would take a while, and you'd be subjecting yourself to thorns, ticks, snakes and about ten miles of the roughest country you can imagine.
But after what you've been through, I guess it would seem like a picnic.
Maybe... but something about him rang true – mostly the part that he had saved her life.
"At a hotel in Huntsville, but I haven't rented a room yet," she blurted out, and then caught her breath.
He didn't look like a rich man, but then, what did a rich man look like?
He released her hand, but his eyes still held hers in a hypnotic trance that made her think of Dracula.
"I know," Lisa said, "But I don't want to put you out.
Nonsense, you're not putting us out, but you're more than welcome to use the phone... and please call me Sarah.
Fayetteville is long distance, but I'll be glad to pay you for the call as soon as I get my things.
It was best to stay where she was, but she needed to let someone know she was here.
It looks like I'll have to accept your invitation to spend the night, but I'll pay you as soon as I get my things.
It had been in all the local papers, but she wasn't sure she could talk about it without getting emotional.
I'm sure you feel guilty, but it's fortunate that you weren't with them.
But I'm sure they were on another street.
I can't remember the name of it, but I think I would have remembered North Street.
Being close enough so that she could attend college while living at home had been their rationalization, but she suspected they were also trying to stimulate her social life.
The car was a loss anyway, but her purse and clothes would be ruined.
Directing Connie to the house would be difficult, but Lisa could wait at the end of the drive.
She was intruding, but it soon became obvious that Sarah wasn't going to sit down until everyone else was seated.
Childhood excursions had taught her that the country was rough, but was she up to ten miles of walking?
Giddon was silent, giving all his attention to his food, but Tammy watched Lisa with interest, twirling her fork in her eggs and squirming in her chair.
I don't mean to make her feel unwelcome, but it was her own carelessness that got her into this situation.
He was right, of course, but his harsh words were like salt on a raw wound.
She opened her mouth to speak, but Giddon's gruff "Let's go" cut off any argument.
He's a big horse, but I couldn't make him carry the two of us in that terrain.
Instinct deemed it honor, but was that only wishful thinking?
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