It Sentence Examples
It is a beautiful place.
It was the earthquake.
The fire snapped as it grew.
It is the cross I have to bear.
It was the first money that he had ever had.
I only hope it wasn't poison.
It's hard to explain.
What a big family it was!
It is the Valley of Voe.
It only wuined our farming!
AdvertisementIt should be ready now.
It was no small decision for her.
It was a good thing they were going home tomorrow.
It was totally out of character for her.
It was a stupid question, of course.
AdvertisementIt was a plan.
It was Alex and Morino.
It's a long story.
He took the hat and examined it carefully, returning it afterward to the Wizard.
It was the first time she thought of Katie that way.
AdvertisementIt was disrespectful of me.
Carmen picked up a potato and started pealing it.
I want to be part of this - whatever it is.
I don't see why it matters.
It was the perfect opportunity to talk to Alex about their finances.
AdvertisementIt really ticked Alex off.
It's just a car.
Once the fire of passion was gone, it was embarrassing.
He'd be following shortly, trying to make it look like he was the injured party.
Why hadn't they tried it before?
Although the issue was not discussed, it was far from out of her mind.
Besides, I've spent enough of his money on it already.
The cavern did not come to an end, as they had expected it would, but slanted upward through the great glass mountain, running in a direction that promised to lead them to the side opposite the Mangaboo country.
Oh, what a pretty sound it made!
Again it struck her how much they were alike.
It wasn't a question, but a flat statement.
Some of it came from life insurance.
It would be an excellent opportunity to get out of this house with its unpleasant memories.
It was a hot afternoon, and she had thrown a light cotton sundress over her swimsuit.
It's a nice cool morning.
It was getting late.
Maybe it was anger that prompted him to make the remark about her spending his money, but he never apologized about it specifically.
It happened about twenty minutes ago.
It is your affair, not mine.
He was right, to a degree It isn't the past that I'm pitching you, Alex.
It was a sobering and unpleasant question.
Actually, I would have thought it was a lot more - but then, he did pay cash for the house and clinic.
Katie piled the potatoes in another pan and picked it up, along with the knife and a bag of peals.
Destiny followed her and Carmen pulled the chair beside her out so she could crawl into it.
Maybe they had inherited or learned it from their mother, not his father.
Was it because he thought she wouldn't?
She lay down, hugging it.
I don't know why she didn't ask for it before - or why she didn't tell me about the baby.
Of course it was the same.
He reached out and took one of her curls in his big hand and studied it.
Only one reason came to mind - because it wasn't dangerous.
At least, it isn't as wrong as some other things.
If God thought it was wrong, nothing we could have done would have been successful.
The way I heard it, Grandma & Grandpa Barret were rolling in money and Dad wasn't up to their standards... financially.
In fact, he had a strong respect for the security it could provide.
But then, she admitted to loving him at one time, so it's not hard to believe she still felt something for him.
Considering her own feelings about Alex, and the fact that he was a lot like his father, it wasn't hard to imagine that his mother never got over Señor Medena.
I'm sure that had a lot to do with it - that and the connections.
Considering the information Katie had just disclosed, it wasn't surprising that he wanted to be in control - or that he had chosen a wife who asked few questions.
I cannot stand it here.
Maybe it caught up with him.
None of it made sense.
I heard they had the airport cleared for flights now that it's stopped snowing.
To her horror, she discovered it was Destiny breathing.
She backed out of the tent and tucked it under the mattress.
Destiny's eyes lit up when she saw it.
Carmen handed Destiny the doll and she wrapped it in her arms.
For the first time, it crossed Carmen's mind that he was kind of cute.
Where it is written how we are to make a child?
The big question was how to end it.
It was the first time she had even looked at it since the wreck.
It was a sobering reminder that a bear had been on this spot – possibly only minutes earlier.
It sounded like a good chance to get away from this house and the memories for a while.
By the time I got it from the car, it was down to one bar.
A smile was plastered on his dark face, but it didn't reach the smoldering eyes.
It's good to be able to listen.
He wasn't opposed to having it, but he insisted on sharing it in fair business - and with his wife, more or less.
As for buying a child - was it so different from what they were doing?
She finished pealing the potato and threw it into the pan before continuing.
If she was, I didn't know about it.
Alex won't spend it.
Since his current office was directly across from their bedroom, it seemed a better place for babies that Alex said could be born early.
I should have been checking it.
If he was coming down with a cold, he needed rest - and Destiny didn't need to be exposed to it.
Carmen woke to a crackling sound and sat up, trying to identify it.
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.
She jumped up and gasped in horror as it slid forward.
Is it all right if I call Lisa now and then to see how she's doing?
It poised for a moment and then took a dive off the cliff.
It just started rocking and then went over the edge.
Yeah, but will it work up there?
More than likely it was born of self-preservation.
It's getting close to supper, so I'd better go in.
If it was so dangerous out there in the woods, why did Giddon feel so safe?
It was simply a ruse to keep her from exploring that path and what lay beyond.
Walking so fast that it created a breeze that caught the loose hair hanging down her back, she turned her ankle slipping off her sandals.
I like it here.
It was now or never.
It was both relaxing and exciting.
It's nice to hear you laugh.
Why don't you share it?
It was too dark to see his expression, but it was obvious he was watching her.
The night air was chilly on her bare arms and she shivered involuntarily, annoyed at herself because it looked like an obvious ploy.
Judging by his expression, he probably thought it was provocative.
She was an open book to him and he was obsessed with the idea of reading it.
It was the deception.
It did work this morning.
It's just a black snake.
It was just a kiss.
It's easier to simply fix something at home.
Part of it was simply his nature - and that part was sweet and selfless.
Morning dawned on about three inches of snowfall and it was still coming down.
She looked away; wishing Connie hadn't brought it to her attention.
Katie would call it controlling.
It must have been a smorgasbord.
As soon as she said it she wished she could take it back.
When it came back to her face, a slow smile erased the creases between his brows.
It wasn't jealousy that troubled him.
A newspaper with Allen's picture on it lay opened on the coffee table.
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.
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 taken more than an hour to get to school on the bus, making any after-school activities rare.
It was a wicked thought.
The stored tears continued to flow and the sobs wracked her body, robbing it of the ability to speak – barely allowing a breath to be drawn.
It even found its way into her writing.
If it was a bear, she was in a terrible predicament.
He already knew she was here, and it wasn't as though she could run and hide.
It's an easy job, like I expected.
It doesn't matter to me.
It sounded more like something a woman would think of.
It was open, so I came in.
His gaze dropped to her neck and he reached out, lifting her chin to examine it.
It was indicative of dissipation and the exercise of authority.
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.
Was it merely personality conflict or sibling rivalry?
Was it a façade?
Wouldn't it be wounded knowing he had been used to their advantage?
Carmen took her to the doctor, but he said there was no cure for the common cold and not to worry about it.
It's been almost a week and she hasn't been coughing today.
It was nearly midnight by the time they left.
With it came a host of nightmares.
It was only two thirty in the afternoon, but she didn't want to go back to sleep.
It's supposed to snow tonight.
No, if one of us has to get snowed in up here, I'd rather it was me.
The snow started shortly after they left and the wind blew it horizontal.
It's been almost a week.
There was no good way to say it, so she might as well get to the facts.
It seemed like forever.
It rang three times and then Jonathan answered.
It was the middle of the day, and Alex never took a nap.
Well, it's nice to know where I stand.
He was rarely sick, and even then it was hard to get him to go to bed.
He knew exactly what he wanted and I told him we would buy it for him.
If Dulce had a boyfriend, no one had mentioned it.
He picked up a newspaper and snapped it open, his attention instantly captured by something he found in its crinkled pages.
It ached in places there couldn't be muscles.
She handed it to Connie, describing the entrance and house.
Well, it's good that you're getting to be yourself again.
I don't want you to give that number to anyone unless it's an emergency, you understand?
It was all so fast that she didn't have time to think.
Maybe it was as Giddon had feared.
Somehow I get the idea that you will find it harder to be idle than working.
Connie immediately assured her that the Giddon's wouldn't be shelling out the money if they didn't think she was earning it.
Maybe it was the intrigue, or maybe it was that gut feeling that something wasn't as it appeared.
What the Giddons did on their own land was their business, yet it left her feeling uncomfortable.
It was on one of those occasions that Lisa made her first perplexing discovery.
It was hard to picture him involved with anything illegal... but why?
It was one of her favorite artists, Andy Gordon.
Sealing the letter, she took a stamp from her purse and placed it on the envelope.
Standing at the mailbox, it occurred to her that the red flag would be exactly that for Yancey.
They had talked in front of her, so it couldn't be what she thought.
You wouldn't have thought it was so exciting if he had turned on you.
It was all overwhelming.
You just have to work at it a little at a time.
The carpenters tried to keep the dust level down, but it was impossible to avoid all of it.
As proud as she was of Jonathan, it was Alex who stayed on her mind for a long time after the phone call.
Obviously it wasn't her daughter.
It was as if she were talking about someone she didn't know.
It's almost dry and I hate it when it gets all wrinkled.
Suit yourself, but personally, I think it would be good for you to get out a little.
It was hard to tell, but there were no trees ahead, so it must be the clearing.
She couldn't outrun it - in any condition, and it could climb a tree as fast as she could.
It was best to lie down and play dead?
I don't think it's broken.
Sit down and let me look at it.
She complied and he examined her ankle, twisting it until she winced.
Didn't I tell you it was dangerous to be alone?
It'll be all right.
His big hands were surprisingly gentle as he wrapped her foot and secured it with tiny safety pins.
Maybe he was merely angry because she had gone wandering in the woods after he had warned her against it.
And what would you have done if it had been a bear?
I didn't think about how it might affect you if I got hurt out there.
It ignited a fire in his eyes as well.
She could feel it in his soft kisses on her neck, in the way he whispered her name.
Anyway, I was lucky it was a low cliff and that Yancey found me before a bear did.
I stay here at the house where it's safe.
She stayed around the house, propping her foot up whenever she sat down, and by evening it was only a little sore.
By the next day she was ready to resume her normal activities, but Sarah insisted it was Saturday and she should take some time to enjoy herself.
It must have been terrible for Yancey.
He took it harder than I thought he would, but being able to keep Tammy took the edge off it.
Of course, it would be simple to say she died in childbirth.
If it had been anyone else, I would have accepted that, but she liked to control people.
I should have stayed out of it.
It would be different with his wife.
He's trying to change, but it isn't easy.
Every time he lashes out at you and gets his nails clipped in the process, it erases a little more of that fear.
Still, if she could get into that building and find out, it might ease her mind.
It's so beautiful out here.
But just remember, it's the country that I'm interested in exploring.
I think you might find it interesting.
Who would see it?
Lisa tapped Yancey's shoulder and pointed at it.
Do you suppose this is what it looked like when the first settlers found it?
Yes, I'm enjoying it.
By the time you count the hills, hollows and turns, it's closer to ten.
I just don't think it's a good idea for us to be out here alone.
Somehow it seemed contrary to his character - any of them.
Would you like to come take a look at it?
It's a nice one, low mileage and looks to be in excellent condition.
The owner is selling it because he bought a truck.
Nope. It was because he's such a sweet guy.
I only meant it would be good to get out of the house, no matter what we went to see.
It looked cool and casual, but not provocative.
The braids not only held it out of her eyes, but thinned the bottom part down enough that it would lay loose across her shoulders and down her back without frizzing.
If she needed any reassurance about her appearance, it was immediately supplied by Yancey's reaction when she entered the family room.
It was a few minutes before she became aware that Yancey was watching her.
Was it her imagination, or was it the man who drove the black car?
It was the same man, she was sure of it.
There was no point making an issue of it.
It was so nice to be treated with such respect.
If this was love, it was certainly a dangerous love.
It was her turn to do some studying.
You never see it coming.
You just have to act like you already know it.
The chuckle was as welcome as it was unexpected.
Not until next month – and it's 26.
At least it was still sealed and it was from Connie.
It would be best to contact Connie tomorrow and tell her not to send mail.
It simply happened that they were attracted to each other.
If Len was right, it might be a lifetime of hiding.
It sounds good, but I'm supposed to meet Connie at noon.
You didn't tell us it was her birthday.
It wasn't a secret.
Why shouldn't it have happened?
Because it was unprofessional.
His somber gaze was alluring – probably because he was unaware of how attractive it was.
For a moment she wanted to retract the part about being entertainment, but when he spoke she realized it might have been exactly what she needed to say.
It's just that I got derailed and I need to get on track.
It was pure consolation.
Since you asked, I'm getting it today.
Connie is taking me by to pick it up.
He waved as he turned it around to leave.
It always came back to that.
It was hard to believe he didn't know.
I guess when you put it that way...
Alright. I'll let it go – for now.
No. I'm not saying it didn't happen, but I don't remember.
I don't know why I didn't think of it.
Of course it never crossed your mind.
I'll tell Howard to get everything together and you can drop by to pick it up next week.
I didn't want to think about it.
When you start seeing Nick... that way, try to replace it with a warm family moment.
I can't believe that it's healthy to push them from your mind altogether.
Maybe it would help her remember who she was.
It was the mystery surrounding the family that kept her mind occupied – and Yancey.
It was a foolish thing to say.
Well, whatever it is, it probably won't go down too well with Howard or Len.
It's good to have someone to talk to.
It was Yancey standing outside that shop, and with him were the man from the building and Allen.
It rang several times and then switched over for her to leave a message.
Maybe she could act like she didn't notice it was him.
Hopefully, her smile wasn't as strained as it felt.
Maybe it would hurt Sarah's feelings less if she simply told the truth.
But then, it was like him not to reveal his thoughts or concerns – unless the mood hit him.
It was time to test her freedom and go for that walk.
She had tested her freedom and found it still intact – to a degree.
And so it was that she decided to go in the opposite direction.
It was likely a deer trail.
It was Yancey, clad in boots, Jeans and a light blue polo shirt.
Maybe he didn't like to walk, but he was certainly good at it – and capable of stealth.
After examining a rock for ants or other insects, she leaned against it, drawing in the clean smell of the forest.
It's a long way down.
Do you miss it?
If he was trying to prevent her from escaping, he was doing a poor job of it.
A touch of humor flashed in those blue pools, and then it was gone.
It was a soft kiss, not demanding but more inquisitive.
Now that wasn't so bad, was it?
That's why you don't wander in the woods, isn't it?
Suppressing the urge to laugh wasn't easy, but she managed it.
Come on, I think you've seen enough to convince yourself that I have a valid point when I say it's dangerous to wander in the woods.
What was it about them that drew her too them?
So, was it the money that attracted her?
Even as she thought it, she knew it wasn't true.
I think it's something about my body chemistry that they don't like.
Maybe it was because Allen was younger, or because Yancey had a child.
Was it because of an ongoing investigation?
She had done it with Allen and she had done it with her family.
From now on, I think it's best you stay around the house.
It wasn't something that could be denied.
Now it was no longer a possibility.
Either he hadn't seen her or he preferred not to mention it.
When she reached for the receiver, he released it reluctantly and then lounged against the wall where he could hear her conversation.
He was in his chair, trying to control his curiosity, but she couldn't let it rest at that.
What's it to you?
Yes, I heard you talking on it.
Why did you hide it from me?
You don't know why you hid it, or you don't know if you're afraid of me?
Well, it doesn't look like you're all that scared of me right now.
She simply wasn't looking at it – or maybe for it.
Closing it behind her, she moved into the cool moist air.
It was a perfect evening... until something slithered across her foot.
Yancey expertly caught the head of the serpent between the forks of a stick and bent over to pick it up.
She shuddered as he lifted it high and examined it.
A soft breeze carried a faint familiar odor, but it was gone before she could identify it.
It was something she had smelled at the University ... but when and where?
Could it have been Marijuana?
It might have been something she would suspect if she had ever seen him in the pool.
It was hard to believe this jovial man was the same angry man she had faced earlier that night.
It reminded her of an Arkansas weather joke she once heard.
She had given him every reason to believe she was interested in him, so it wasn't too surprising.
At first she thought it was Yancey, and then she realized it was Allen.
I can get it.
For a few minutes he sipped it in silence.
Was it something I said last night?
It wasn't something she wanted to talk about.
It wasn't about you.
More likely it stemmed from the fact that she had not gone to the house yet.
She bent over and picked it up, discovering that it had a little white powder in the bottom.
It had a sweet smell.
She tucked it in her pocket.
Today while she was in town, she'd ask Connie if she knew what it was.
Asking Len might get better answers, but it also might get Yancey in trouble.
If he was guilty, he probably deserved it, but is family didn't.
And she still found it hard to believe he was guilty.
Where does he keep it stashed?
Get it through your head.
It was several more minutes before she was able to take deep breaths – even longer before she was able to utter more than a strangled sound.
It's a good thing I decided to come here first instead of go home.
It was the passion of full arousal.
That might be true, but none of it explained his kiss.
And then it finally sank in.
From the time they broke up, she knew it could come to this if he were left to his own devices.
I knew it when he caught you alone beside the pool.
Yes, it does matter.
So he thought it was all about Howard and a love interest.
Hopefully, the why of it wouldn't come out until she could explore that building.
Now that it was over, she was falling apart.
Tell me how it happened.
It wasn't true, and Len wasn't buying it, but he said nothing.
Maybe he didn't realize how bad it was.
No, a restraining order wouldn't stop him from finding me if he wanted to, and it might just make him mad enough to do something worse.
He offered a hand and Len accepted it.
It was something she hadn't thought of in that way.
Yet Yancey had been frightened at the very thought of it.
It took little urging to bring his mouth down to hers.
It was intended as a short kiss, but it didn't work out that way.
It was worth the trip.
We can leave your car here and come after it tomorrow.
It wasn't a relationship she had planned or wanted – until now.
Now she wanted it more than life itself.
It was up to her now.
And yet, it had been her goal for over three years.
Dropping it now would be like losing another friend.
It was the last thing he would want.
Hopefully her voice didn't sound as unsteady to him as it did to her.
She opened the door and scrambled out, shutting it without another word.
Let him explain all of it to his mother.
It was a total mystery to her why Len and Howard couldn't light a fire in her the way Yancey did.
Cautiously, she crept up to the door and peered around it, jerking her head back instinctively when she spotted Yancey unlocking a door to an inner office.
The odor was strong, almost pungent, like... that was it, clay!
It was either an original or an excellent copy, signed by Andy Gordon.
Remembering the pictures on the walls in the house, she wondered if it was a forgery.
You've got a good job as a middle man, but don't let it go to your head.
It's all there, and thanks for the business.
She turned it again, and this time put her weight against the door.
It was bolted from the outside.
She held her breath while she tugged at the window, letting it out in a sigh of relief when the sash lifted quietly.
She unhooked the screen and pushed it out.
There was no way to lock the screen, so she simply pushed it shut and started for the house.
It was a risk that didn't pay off.
Difficult as it was to believe he was involved in something like this, it was even harder to believe he had no interest in her.
That's when she thought of it.
Somehow it seemed such a small thing now.
What she saw today was proof that she needed it close by.
But he locked it before he left.
She turned around and walked three steps before it hit her.
He did it again.
After several rings, it went to the message.
It occurred to her that he might push her off it.
She dug it out of her pocket and opened it.
She described where it was.
It's full of sculptures and paintings.
I don't know what he's doing, but I think it's something illegal.
It would be the perfect opportunity.
Alright. We'll do it your way... but be careful.
At the house, she turned her car around and parked so it faced the drive, ready to leave at a moment's notice.
Fine, he could have it.
It was a heart-rending thought.
She lifted the tiny hand and kissed it, tears filling her eyes again.
She used the same suit cases when she came and she had the same clothes, but it didn't look like there was enough room to put it all in.
Maybe one of those brown sacks in the laundry room would work, and she could put the pictures in with it.
If she had asked about the building when we passed it, I might have figured she had never seen it, but she pretended she didn't notice.
What was it he said that day in the mountains... a body could be lost in those hills forever?
It was hard to believe sweet little Sarah would be involved with anything so sinister.
His voice had an edge to it.
She said it wasn't a good time, and it isn't.
Once in her room, she slammed the door and locked it against him.
It must have helped, at least to some degree, because when he spoke again outside her door, his voice was controlled.
If you don't open this door I'm going to kick it open.
I thought it was for their own good.
Could she have been wrong about it all?
I think you made it clear last night.
Maybe I would have if you hadn't retracted it as soon as you said it.
It's a part of me, and if we're going to have anything together, you're going to have to accept it.
Is it the danger you like so much?
She had created this problem and now it was hers to face alone.
He was getting paid a percentage just to pick up the artwork and deliver it to my broker.
I don't like publicity and I didn't want to subject my family to it either.
I've kept my identity hidden for five years now, but I knew deep down inside that it couldn't last forever.
The way it worked out, I had a sitter, mom had help and Tammy had a companion.
I didn't want you to see the painting until it was done.
Actually, I never gave it much thought until I found the window open.
I'm not sure, but I think it's going to be fun finding out.
It was an exciting prospect.
I've got to hand it to you Len; I had it figured completely different.
Sleuthing mostly, but it didn't take me long to realize that most people give a lot away if you listen and observe profoundly.
There is one thing I still don't understand – it's out of character.
She was having a hard time of it, but she was breathing.
She knows men are attracted to her beauty, but she doesn't realize it's merely what gets them to her door.
Ironically, it was something he told me Lisa said that gave me the idea to search somewhere else.
I figured he'd be upset because I was still working on it.
He did act hesitant about it, but his encouragement sounded sincere.
It also told me he was willing to make a sacrifice for her protection.
It was Giddon who called me.
It did cross my mind that Mertz might have something to worry about, though.
I trusted you with that information and you gave it to the one person she didn't want to know.
I guess it's true.
She didn't want to believe he was doing something like that, but it was fresh on her mind that the unthinkable actually does happen.
It takes a while to adjust.
Lisa wasn't looking for it, but when she saw it, she knew what it was.
You're stretching it out.
Sure she was thin, but it wasn't a deliberate condition.
What would you know about it?
It's a good thing tomorrow is Saturday.
He followed Julia out the door and closed it securely.
Brandon was focused on one thing, and it wasn't romance.
I think it's kind of sweet, don't you?
I think it's only natural.
It was at least partially true.
It looks like a storeroom for HP.
I guess he's going to use it in his business.
If Brandon hadn't shared his plans with the other girls, it wasn't her place to go blabbing them now.
It was the heart of their friendship.
I thought it was every nurse's dream to marry a doctor.
It was Adrienne's turn to make a face.
When I'm not studying medicine, I'm practicing it at the hospital.
Do you honestly think I want to marry it?
It was dark, shiny, thick and long.
As she turned her head, the spoon distorted her nose, making it look longer and hooked.
It's a good thing we're all so darn sweet.
Kind of makes you wonder what they were up to when she was my age, doesn't it?
It wasn't like he was such a fine catch, either.
Why was she letting it bother her anyway?
Why was it suddenly so important to be attractive?
If she hadn't grown out of it in twenty-one years, she wasn't likely to.
That was the only way to make it through college.
This doesn't have anything to do with you fretting about my weight, does it?
But then, I got to thinking how nice it would be if you went along.
Financially, they think it's a sound move to have four people share the rent.
Dad thinks it's a real coo, but Mom doesn't much care for the idea.
Keep it up and I might decide to withdraw my invitation.
It was beginning to sound like fun.
She finished the last of the food on her plate and carried it to the sink.
It isn't that far.
You'll like it, just wait and see.
Come on, don't shoot it down before you give it a try.
It can't be any more dangerous than driving around in Tulsa.
It's only two blocks, and it gives me a chance to wake up.
Oh, come off it, Brandon.
If it were any other man, she might think it was sexual frustration, but Brandon didn't appear to be interested in any of them.
It was something more unsettling than friendship.
Five it is, then.
It wasn't as if she was going to chase after him.
She sucked in a breath of the cold air and let it out slowly.
At that moment it occurred to her that Michael merely enjoyed a good chase.
It was a point she would have to tactfully convey to Roxanne.
Brandon's blue Neon was already in the parking lot, and he was lounging with his back against it, arms folded across his chest.
It was the perfect opportunity to test her theory.
Oh, it's all right.
She glanced at his face, but it betrayed no emotion.
After a few minutes, he reached over to change it.
I've heard it all.
The minute he detected something more than a platonic relationship, it was going to be good-by friendship.
It was beautiful in winter, but it would be much more so when the trees gained color.