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I wish you could hear yourself talking.
What could he do about it but lose more sleep?
How could she blame him?
How could he find out?
I never thought I could do it.Advertisement
I could not help it.
I had let so much gas out of my balloon that I could not rise again, and in a few minutes the earth closed over my head.
The doctor thought I could not live.
We could say he has excellent taste.
I could not understand, and was vexed.Advertisement
That could be a reality.
I could not be induced to tell where the key was.
If anything could take her mind off the worry of surrogacy, he could.
How could he do such a thing to his own children?
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I wish you could stay.
Could you start a fire, honey?
He could not resist looking at them once more.
But what could have happened?
How could I have looked him in the face?Advertisement
She could have asked, but that might tip her hand.
She could have been a model.
Oh, I guess Zeb could fight if he had to.
It seemed as if no one saw that coming because, frankly, no one could conceive of it happening.
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Could I ride one?
Still, it could be a lot worse.
Could you carry that?
No one could deny that Alex was a devoted husband and father.
Edward could spell nearly all the words in his primer, and he could read quite well.
How could anyone fall asleep that fast?
The sudden rush into space confused them so that they could not think.
But not a trace could they find of the tiny creature they sought.
Could you help me zip this?
We sure could use you.
Alex helped the man get the luggage into the trunk and then hurried to assist Carmen into the car before the man could touch her.
She could count his ribs easily where they showed through the skin of his body, and his head was long and seemed altogether too big for him, as if it did not fit.
All this was so terrible and unreal that he could not understand it at all, and so had good reason to be afraid.
No, so I could get over it.
I thought maybe we could get married and live here.
Bad science fiction plots, speculating on futures which could not really happen, are the worst examples of this.
The Christmas tree could only be seen from the back of the house, but that didn't matter.
Tonight, when it was dark, she could pretend they were at home.
Besides, after he inherited, he could always put someone in charge of the estate.
Well I sure could.
Worse things could happen.
What could you give them here that you couldn't give them at home?
They both couldn't be there all the time.
I simply couldn't resist you.
She could almost hear his gravely voice...
It was almost as if he were shutting Felipa off before she could reveal something.
You couldn't even say I love you.
The school was more than a mile from their home, and the children trotted along as fast as their short legs could carry them.
From their elevated position they could overlook the entire valley, but not a single moving object could they see.
He ran home as fast as he could, blowing the whistle as he ran.
She could not have read the letter as she did not even know it had arrived.
I guess we could say he hasn't been around much.
A spiked drink might seem harmless, but if a person was taking certain prescription drugs, it could be dangerous.
His smile was so disarming that she couldn't help smiling back.
I hoped we could go for a walk.
Couldn't sleep, so I decided to get up and fix breakfast.
Fine, she could play too.
They heard the sudden twittering of a bird, but could not find the creature anywhere.
His life was such that no man could ever say, "Ben Franklin has wronged me."
How could he do such a thing in front of Jonathan... and where was Jonathan?
He said I could spend his money with a clear conscience.
Lisa did the best she could to draw a map on the small piece of paper.
Fine, he could have it.
Could I have a glass of water?
How could she be so stupid?
Their differences couldn't be merely heritage.
She shrugged with as much elegance as she could muster, and eyed him with deliberate interest.
If that Alex returned to his roots, there was no reason she couldn't be at his side.
Nothing could be gained by remaining still.
At any time a gust of wind could send the car over the cliff.
With everyone gone, she could enjoy the solitude.
I wish I could explore the woods.
How could she answer them without implicating Yancey?
If she was wrong about him... but how could she be?
In the morning she rolled out of her bed before the sun could stain the sky.
Could you wait for me here, honey?
I couldn't believe it.
What more could I say?
Could you have foreseen that the advent of a technology called "air conditioning" in homes would alter the social fabric of the nation?
And so, if she couldn't have it in her head, she'd put it into his.
The neighbors couldn't see into any of their windows, and they were far enough off the main road that the only traffic would be people coming to see them.
You could wear a feed sack at a formal dinner and not look underdressed.
All Len wants out of me is information about Allen, and Howard couldn't care less where I am.
What could she say?
He could see I was getting serious, and he was afraid you would draw me away from my work.
When I saw you standing there in the road, so beautiful, your hair flowing around you like morning mist, I couldn't let you walk away.
How could you know?
She couldn't have forgotten those eyes.
We came back with help, though, but we couldn't find you.
I mean... he rode ahead so he could make arrangements before you arrived.
Nothing but heartache could come of it.
Actually, it could stand a good washing and a paint job, but surely he didn't expect her to do that.
We could stop by and pick her up.
Whether that was a good or bad thing she couldn't guess, and she didn't have time to ask.
Looking through this opening they could see the Valley of Voe lying far below them, the cottages seeming like toy houses from that distance.
Apparently time had caught up with Mom before she could finish.
A few weeks wouldn't mean the difference in paying for college, and she could use the time to relax.
Still, what could he expect?
I hate to ask you for another favor, but I wonder if I could pay you to drive me home.
She couldn't outrun it - in any condition, and it could climb a tree as fast as she could.
Of course, she could take his.
Of course, a little make-up and the right clothes could do wonders - which was a good way to wind up straying off the path she had mapped before she left home.
I know I could get mugged, but that could happen in the hospital parking lot if I was driving a car.
I've been through this so many times I could do it in my sleep.
You couldn't find any eggs for our breakfast?
The only way he could have known was by asking Mrs. Hertz.
He couldn't be serious.
She could feel the blood drain from her face.
And yet, now the twins could return to their beloved ranch – the one she had finished paying off.
She raced up the steps, wondering if men who could not be trusted would plague her entire life.
How could I refuse?
My father couldn't do anything about his health.
In spite of her irritation, she couldn't help smiling.
You know, Cindy, we could...
How could she have allowed this to happen?
A doctor appointment confirmed what she already knew, and that everything was normal - as normal as they could be under the circumstances.
How could you think I would turn away my own child?
Actually, I could make guesses, but they might well be spectacularly wrong and a guy doesn't want that haunting him ten years from now.
Old Rostov could not tell his wife of what had passed without tears, and at once consented to Petya's request and went himself to enter his name.
Only they could fail to see it, the prince continued, evidently thinking of the campaign of 1807 which seemed to him so recent.
Black figures flitted about before the fire, and through the incessant crackling of the flames talking and shouting could be heard.
If only she could conquer these mood shifts.
Alex and Jonathan wanted to help decorate, but there were some basic things that could be done.
Could you get them out?
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 money would dry, and her clothes could be washed.
He's a big horse, but I couldn't make him carry the two of us in that terrain.
She gripped him around the waist, wishing she could crush the breath from him.
By now she was so turned around that she couldn't have found her way to the ATV, much less the road.
I could have... would have been more of a comfort.
It wasn't as though she could explain her sudden Jekyll and Hide personality, either.
How could she have been such a fool?
How could she blame him for wanting to smile?
Not that she could deny a vivid imagination.
Tammy could swim almost as well as Lisa, but Sarah couldn't swim at all, confessing unabashed that she was afraid of the water.
Still, how could Giddon know?
He couldn't help but detect her wild pulse.
Could you have Howard look into his record?
Of course, she could call Connie, but Yancey's conversation on the phone was fresh in her memory.
They had talked in front of her, so it couldn't be what she thought.
She searched around for a landmark that could be seen over the trees, but nothing was tall enough.
She could feel it in his soft kisses on her neck, in the way he whispered her name.
She said she couldn't tolerate his moods.
She started to shut the door, but he had the storm door open and his foot in the door before she could react.
An answer was impossible, even if she could stop coughing long enough.
Before she could get a word out, Howard covered her mouth with his.
I asked Connie if you could...
From the time they broke up, she knew it could come to this if he were left to his own devices.
Hopefully, the why of it wouldn't come out until she could explore that building.
Len was the only one left she could trust, and she couldn't tell him anything without implicating Yancey.
It was a total mystery to her why Len and Howard couldn't light a fire in her the way Yancey did.
She could barely breath.
If he wanted to hurt me, he could follow me in my car.
She could have left then, and might have if curiosity hadn't gotten the best of her.
Maybe one of those brown sacks in the laundry room would work, and she could put the pictures in with it.
What was it he said that day in the mountains... a body could be lost in those hills forever?
How can you love a business that could get your family killed.
She couldn't have been farther from the truth.
Sure, she could be mule headed, and sometimes she was moody, but was she that bad?
She couldn't have been more awake before she left the house.
How could they have missed feeling the light flakes that had been kissing their cheeks?
We couldn't afford an apartment right now - even with the two of us.
If only she could shout it to the world.
How could you not know, when he invited you to go see his parents?
I always heard marriage could break up a good friendship.
Could all this be happening to her?
I thought maybe you could look at him.
Maybe you could even talk him into going to the doctor - or at least calling the doctor.
If his father was that ill, maybe she could encourage him to go to the doctor.
Watching the two of them, it was all she could do to control her own tears... especially knowing that this was at least partly her fault.
She could have administered CPR until the ambulance arrived.
Could she blame him?
If you had left when Brandon wanted you to, you still couldn't have done anything.
His hands gripped her shoulders and pulled her back so that he could see her face.
In such a small town, there couldn't be many positions, and the pay wouldn't come close to what she was making in Tulsa.
Surely she couldn't be expected to commute that kind of distance on a regular basis.
They could hardly say she hadn't tried.
Her hair was drawn back severely into a bun and she had black eyes that could render a lie detector machine obsolete.
She couldn't tear her gaze from his.
She's got a sharp tongue, but she could make shoe soles taste like fine steak.
All the money in the world couldn't have saved her.
She couldn't resist teasing him.
What was going on behind those fantastic eyes, she couldn't say, but Pete's jaw must have dropped a mile.
Money would be tight, but they could manage.
Finally Royce could contain himself no longer.
It was amazing how clearly a person could see things when trouble lurked on the horizon.
He held her without speaking, probably sensing there was little he could say to make her feel better.
Even now he could walk away.
Cassie could feel them all watching her as she settled to the ground.
She could hardly wait to get back to Texas.
A home with bittersweet memories - a home she could no longer have?
Instead, she allowed him to gently turn her body so that he could gaze into her eyes.
How could they get away, leaving such a trail?
She couldn't let him do that.
How could anyone be right 100% of the time?
How could he be so cruel?
Could she make it across the lava field by herself?
Bordeaux clamped a hand over her mouth before she could speak.
They couldn't be seen unless someone came down into the ravine.
I could tell it was shod.
I suppose you could call it that.
It was hard to believe a village could be this close and they didn't know it was there.
Unless someone knew the area, they could pass within a hundred feet of it and not know it was there.
They would probably be leaving very soon and anything she could do to hurry the process meant they would get to Ashley sooner.
If they served something she couldn't eat, she'd feign illness.
He couldn't have planned the Indian raid, though.
This was one time she couldn't ride the fence.
Even if he was a Mormon, how could he make plans with this Darcie when he had proposed to her only an hour ago?
If life had taught her anything it was that she could take care of herself.
How could she have fallen in love with Bordeaux, knowing how unfaithful men could be?
The look of pity on Darcie's face was more than Cassie could bear.
As for the ranch, she had always known it could be taken away.
Maybe she could convince her father to repay the money she had put into the ranch – if he hadn't already spent it.
Bordeaux said he couldn't get you to come back with him, but I guess he was wrong.
Besides, he did come back Cassie could feel Bordeaux's intent gaze.
Darcie couldn't stand the gossip and rude behavior in every town, so she finally went back to the Indians.
I never would have believed a woman could be so kind hearted and so suspicious at the same time.
That would explain why he couldn't be found.
Even as the idea occurred that she would rather have this room, she knew she couldn't ask.
She watched him head for the barn and wondered how he could stand being out in the cold all day.
Do you think you could scare us up a warm snack?
What kind of snack could she whip up in fifteen minutes?
We could have stopped any time.
She could feel the warmth of the blush as it crawled up her neck.
Cassie cleaned the supper dishes as best she could with sand, and stored them in one of the packs.
She had thought she could never be coerced, but the truth was, she had never been tempted.
Could it grow strong enough to make her forget about those who depended on her?
You might as well know right now that I wanted to buy your ranch so I could use the creek.
Aunt Clara and Uncle George couldn't find enough good things to say about you.
A person couldn't avoid fate, but they could control the way they responded to it.
She could set her clock by his arrival - eight o'clock every Friday night - in a blue plaid western shirt and battered black cowboy hat.
Then she could walk home in peace.
So looking after a rambling old house could be an ambition?
Even if you paid me half my rent, you could still save money.
He could have gone to a nursing home so he wasn't such a burden on his daughter.
How could I enjoy myself knowing he was being tended to and surrounded by strangers?
Maybe you could hire on as a nanny at Old Man Taylor's ranch.
She couldn't argue his virtues, but she still insisted that the situation was conducive to trouble.
Her greatest concern was whether she could manage such a large house on her own.
Still, there was one question she couldn't ask the townspeople.
Again she wondered if she had bit off more than she could chew.
The wood appeared to be cherry, and although it could use a coat of wax, it still had a deep luster.
The silverware needed polishing and the furniture could use a good dusting.
Working as fast as she could, she started a pot of coffee and sliced some ham.
Thinking about Cade in that way could lead to no good.
Although she was far away, she could see that he was watching her.
You know, that family room could use a woman's touch.
If she thought her face could get no warmer, she was unpleasantly surprised.
No, it couldn't happen.
People had limited control over their emotions, but they could certainly remain in control of their actions.
It all happened so fast that she didn't have time to think, only to cling to the one solid thing she could find - Cade.
How the dream began, she couldn't remember but she was in his arms and he was gazing down at her, his expression as bland as usual.
Could she walk away from it - and Cade?
Could it be that his stoic personality was the very thing that kept her interest perked?
How could she stay, feeling as she did about Cade?
Through his shirt sleeves she could feel the swell of his biceps and her heart jumped into high gear.
Tomorrow they would be leaving, and it couldn't come fast enough.
I couldn't care less what Claudette thinks, but let me take the question out of your mind.
How could he betray her trust so utterly - for the sole purpose of proving a point to Claudette?
Why couldn't he have confronted Claudette, instead of acting like a beast?
You're the best friend I've ever had and things around here could never be the same without you.
I could use a day cleaning up the barn.
She had to get out some so he could have a life.
Finally she could bear the suspense no longer.
Funny how little things like that could stay in a person's thoughts for hours.
He was leaning down to meet her, but they couldn't seem to touch.
How could it be so cold during an electrical storm?
Hail meant turbulence, and turbulence meant there could be a tornado close.
She scooted closer to him, shifting the blanket so that she could drape the excess around his shoulders.
She could leave and he would never know the difference.
Could this actually be Cade?
Time couldn't be turned back.
It wasn't the worst thing that could happen.
It could be much worse.
And this could be exactly the right time.
In a few more weeks she could make a routine visit to the doctor.
As a matter of fact, the place could use a little sprucing up.
What could happen that hadn't already happened?
How could he know she had become serious about him?
Could a man tell when he was her first?
Last night she could have sworn he loved her.
Bad as the situation was, she still couldn't stand the thought of leaving the ranch.
At least while she was here she could save some money.
Maybe she could do something about that and help Cade make some money at the same time.
You know Cade; you could make a profit off this ranch other ways than running cattle.
If it's that important to you, I guess we could try a few guests.
How much lower could she sink?
How could she blame him when she had offered no resistance?
He managed without a housekeeper before she came, and he could get along fine now.
Hopefully, she could get her job at the diner.
When Mary answered, Cynthia stammered around about the weather and every other subject she could think of.
You tried to tell me, but I was too arrogant to believe it could happen to me.
He has everything he could want, without the commitment.
If he refrained from making advances, how could she know if she was capable of resisting him?
But you could put an ATV in the back of your truck.
I could use the help.
She couldn't stay with Mary forever.
What kind of future could she offer a child?
How could she give the baby up?
How could anyone love the baby the way she could?
I wanted to know what I could do to help you.
I thought you decided you couldn't live with the loneliness on the ranch because I was gone so much.
I could tell you saw the ranch the same way I did.
I should have moved away, but I couldn't stand to leave the ranch.
But Russ, she could have moved away.
He turned to Cynthia, awkwardly shifting him around so she could take him.
It was amazing how a baby could put love in so many hearts.
I thought he could stay in one of the rooms upstairs at night – if you don't mind.
It was strange how he could blush at praise, but watch with unabashed interest while she nursed their child.
I could tell you stories!
You could pretend to use the toilet and see if he's all right.
From the porch we could see the huddled figure of Howie Abbott sitting under a large red umbrella on the edge of the pier.
I wasn't as fearful I couldn't come back but I'm still concerned that it will happen every time I try to sleep.
Could it have something to do with Quinn's experimental stuff?
Too bad you couldn't pick where your dream would take you.
You said it wasn't scary; at least once you knew you weren't trapped back there; that you could wake up and escape back to reality.
For a start we could have him take a nap up there while we fix lunch.
I sorely wish I could keep them longer but on the road, it's difficult.
I could sense Betsy's disappointment and Martha's relief.
I could tell Betsy felt embarrassed by her enthusiasm.
I could see a figure on a horse in the distance coming toward me.
I could hear her take a deep breath.
Everything he described could, as Quinn so succinctly put it, be a mind constructed fairy tale.
Could you see your past?
I'm sorry; I couldn't get the words out of my mouth.
Howie offered little and without seeing his facial reaction, I couldn't tell how he stood.
In more serene surroundings perhaps we could come to some understanding and move forward in a mutually peaceful way.
As long as Quinn could place Howie in the past, we'd do everything in our power to support the effort.
A kid who stole matches so he could light spiders on fire and watch how far they ran.
I broke his arm before he could toss the match.
How could I expect more?
If anyone could trace a disposable phone, they could.
How could they have seen me?
He's offered to help and I believe he could be very useful.
We had two runaways in a row followed by a location Howie couldn't find and a wake-up interruption from outside noise.
Howie wouldn't discuss the matter but we could only guess how he felt.
We could use your help on how we remain anonymous.
It could be touchy.
Any chance you could get his ear?
If we could convince him to give you free rein to helping us with him remaining totally in the dark, we'd both have what we want.
Perhaps, Daniel Brennan could get out of the kitchen but the five of us would be left sitting on the stove.
I owe you more than you could ever know.
No details yet, Before I could answer, I was interrupted by a scream from my wife that sent chills down my spine.
We learned later, at first the police were suspicious of the parents as they couldn't believe someone could enter a small house with sleeping adults and two boys in an adjoining room, and not be heard.
At least he could move around, in his dream state, while we were obligated to remain silent and unmoving.
I would have tried to stay with him, but I'd taken so long up until then, I couldn't do it.