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He closed the door and walked around to the other side.
In other words, it's none of my business.
I may be connected to other people, but still it is all about me.
I don't care what other people think.
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.
Everything that I saw other people do I insisted upon imitating.
The next day, the laugh was the other way.
On the other hand, the dream was in her head, not his.
On the other hand, maybe he was simply surprised that Alondra would want such a tame life.
And then there was the other thing.
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He might never say anything to Jonathan about it, but Jonathan would know in other ways how he felt.
They're looking at other ideas.
If there was any other place to go, I'd like to go there.
Or was it the other way around?
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He stood on one leg and then on the other, and watched very closely; but nobody whispered.
Jonathan separated himself from the other children.
For the other day, when you sat at dinner with your officers, I noticed that the wine made you act queerly.
This other guy keeps stepping on my toes.
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Some other officers, who had seen the whole affair, cried out to the captain, Shame!
Alex walked in and closed the door to the other bedroom.
The voice on the other end was hopeful.
I'm very certain, Oz, that you gave me the best brains in the world, for I can think with them day and night, when all other brains are fast asleep.
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She rested one hand on his upper arm and surrendered her other to a hand that engulfed hers.
There will be one from each of us to the other, and then a couple for the children from Santa.
So I say the horses and chickens are mine and Alex says the other animals are his.
They were sitting beside each other, reading when she began the inquest.
Maybe she was right, and if Alex hadn't been such a perfect husband in every other way, she might have done it.
Connie kneeled at her other side.
She slid into the chair across from Tammy, and Sarah sat down at the other end of the table.
He scowled at the other girls, and his voice had an unfamiliar edge.
Brandon, on the other hand, was stoic.
Maybe the presence of the other two women was why Darcie was so quiet.
When you offered me a job, were you thinking of me in any way other than a housekeeper?
He came from an underground facility on the other side of Tucson.
But … there has only been one other Dark One before Darkyn.
Randy and Jen love each other.
On the other hand, hadn't she put that idea into his head last night?
Tears filled her eyes, but she forced the water fight at her car into her mind to push out the other.
Three men talking to each other on a sidewalk certainly wasn't enough to tell the police – except Len.
Naturally he wouldn't say anything about his meeting with the other man.
Other than the brief conversation about seeing him with Allen, they had not discussed him.
The fingers of one hand clutched her throat, while the other warded off her blows.
He dashed forward and grabbed Lisa's arm on the other side.
They stared at each other for a moment.
They gazed into each other's eyes for a moment before he spoke.
I might have a stroke or a million other things.
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.
Besides, he dated other girls.
So why didn't you bring up the other two?
Brandon was fortunate to have been raised by two people who cared as much about each other as they cared for him.
Now put your other foot in the stirrup.
The smoke proved to be too much for Adrienne and two other girls, so they decided to walk each other home.
Are we going to have one of these relationships where we have to constantly prove our love to each other?
For a moment they both stared at each other in silence.
Adrienne followed him to the other car.
I'm the one who owes you an apology, not the other way around.
It wasn't her fault they hadn't seen much of each other lately.
That way we'll never get lost from each other again.
If one wagon got stuck, the rest would have to stop while one of the other teams was unhitched and added to pull the wagon out.
As the teams came to a halt, the rasp of leather against sandy wheels assured her that the other wagons were following suit.
She patted the handle of her whip with one hand and caressed the stock of her rifle with the other.
He let the wagon pull ahead and crossed behind it, speeding up to reach the seat from the other side.
Under other circumstances, she might have enjoyed having the upper hand, but right now she didn't feel much like playing games.
Bordeaux was the closest thing she'd had to a friend in a long time... other than Pete, of course.
It reminded her of those days, years ago, when the family laughed and talked to each other.
Pete's attention was darting from one of them to the other.
Keep your rifles ready and stay close to each other.
On the other side of the rocks, water sprang from the ground and spilled off a ledge into a large blue pool.
This might be the last time we see each other.
It looks like he has other plans.
After all, they had known and loved each other for a long time.
They would have disagreements - even fights, but they would forgive each other.
Other than occasional attempts to draw him out, she respected his privacy.
The voice on the other end of the line responded dryly.
You do more work than the other two girls put together.
On the other hand, maybe it's a good way to avoid trouble.
That sounds like your kind of logic - always thinking of the other person first.
There are two other waitresses here.
If he couldn't get in the shed, he'd probably find some other place to stay warm.
Here and there, calves frolicked with each other, kicking their heels in the air and bellowing their delight at the balmy weather.
Leaning into one stirrup, she forced her other leg over the back of the horse and dismounted.
That's why the other ranchers want to kill off the wolf?
Mary, on the other hand, was vocal about her opinion of Cade, even to the point of stating that he would be the greatest catch of the century - no doubt, even an exaggeration in Mary's mind.
I mean, there would be the cost of drapes, rugs, pictures and other things.
As she watched the sink fill, she considered his proposal - and that other thing.
You have other sisters and brothers?
If he hasn't been with a woman, it's probably because he's had other ways of...
She reached for the door with the other hand.
He strode off into the other room.
You know Cade; you could make a profit off this ranch other ways than running cattle.
Nothing is going to happen - not tonight or any other night.
When Mary answered, Cynthia stammered around about the weather and every other subject she could think of.
He wasn't the first man she had kissed and she had never considered herself promiscuous with other men.
The ugly feeling was beginning to leave, but there was still that other thing.
Otherwise, it's just as well we never see each other again.
He slammed the door and strode purposefully around to the other side, jerking the driver's side door open.
I was talking about other people's children.
For a moment he held Zach, body in one hand and head cradled in the other.
They had the ranch and each other, and now they had Zach.
It began with a glance as we passed each other the first time, a smile the next two or three laps, and then a pretend rest stop.
Be patient as I identify the other participants in this saga.
Martha and I know each other far too well to ever be lovers.
Barely visible a half mile or more across the water were a few other camps.
We chatted amicably around the oak table, laughing at each other's stories.
When the meal was over, I sought him out in the main room while the other crowded around the kitchen cleaning up.
Betsy was in the kitchen, baking scones for a mid-morning snack, while the rest of us were lounging around the main room vetoing each other's suggestions.
Perhaps I can make other arrangements.
But I'm not sure there's any accurate way of proving that one way or the other.
Store fronts interspersed with vacant lots lined one side of the street while the other remained absent of any buildings except a closed gas station and a dollar store.
The woman introduced herself as Annie Mae Wilkie and informed us she was the treasurer of Brockville, in addition to holding several other positions.
After leaving the town, we drove around the surrounding countryside in hopes Howie my spot one of the scenes of his other visions.
Our internal electrical system works by using cells that have built up electrical gradient or energy that can be given off to other cells by direct transfer.
While Betsy and I shared one bedroom and the LeBlanc's the other, Howie was stuck on the living room sofa.
Howie remained silent during verbal our exchange, looking form one of us to the other, content to let us orchestrate the production.
We would perform this chore one after the other for a total of perhaps fifteen minutes.
Each of us could find separate areas to be alone but remain close to each other.
Could other people do this too?
Betsy and I were more shocked at the buried animosity that the other three must have witnessed over the past few weeks.
He grabbed the child under his arm and after dropping the now limp boy on the other side, climbed back over.
Other sessions were tried earlier but when Howie couldn't sleep, Quinn accused him of not working hard enough Martha said.
Perhaps a female voice would offer less chance of a connection to our other calls.
Betsy, usually as nearly sympathetic as Martha, pointed out there were scads of other missing children we were neglecting.
We trudged through the next few weeks marginally well though the schedule was exhausting to all and, in spite of our efforts, our other lives were suffering.
There are other cases, aren't there?
My mind remained locked on our weekend activities, labeling all other daily happenings insignificant.
You've made other tip calls, haven't you?
We both can help each other tremendously but it has to be on my terms.
Betsy and Howie remained with me, each trying to out-nervous the other.
Betsy absented herself, feeling it unfair to listen if the other couldn't.
I can only imagine other uses you might have embraced, for personal financial enhancement.
He's linked to other kidnappings and killings as well.
He now knew there were five of us although no other information was conveyed to him.
Each of us was relieving our daily pressure with other interests.
Other members of the defense bar would surely look closely if their clients were apprehended because of unverifiable tips and assail the source, if they could locate it.
All in all, we were getting along admirably well considering how much time we spent in each other's company.
Oh, and tell him I swear not to look at what other girl's he's been calling... cross my heart, like fun!
I've staffed it with an ex San Francisco detective and a few other retired experts.
Celebratory cigars and wine came out and all other business suffered from total indifference.
Howie was the only other person in attendance for the service.
Betsy suggested we each assign our new identities without telling each other except our spouses.
We know each other now.
We can always tell each other later if it's to our advantage to do so, but we can't just 'forget' once we know it.
I take classes when I can afford it but I'm busy, with other stuff.
They seemed to truly care for each other.
Julie maintained no Face Book or Twitter account, nor could Betsy locate her on any other social network sites.
Tell me what makes their calls different from other tips.
But I read about other horrible crimes and abductions where we never receive a tip.
Betsy and I have each other and Quinn and Martha each other plus Claire.
I know who I am now; I don't want to meet that other guy.
He knew I had a wife and there was at least one other female and we numbered five.
How are the other people who answer the tip lines taking it?
My other venture, After, has registered its first major success.
She was brutally murdered by the same man who killed young girls in Delaware, Alabama and several other states.
Other problems, at least temporarily, have resolved themselves.
Her questions evoked a quick lull in other conversation.
Other than catching sight of Howie, together with Julie and Molly entering church on Sunday morning, we saw nothing more of our associate's Boston visitors.
We'd discussed the possibility of conducting our business at other sites, should the need arise.
But I've got other questions.
I chastise myself for taking an undue risk, when other means are available.
You're all involved, I guess pretending all that other work business.
She opens up for him; more than any other stranger.
How about if I write a piece about her other life?
I almost plucked a little beauty from a nearby tent the other night as her parents partied with other campers several yards away.
Let's discuss this without yelling at each other,' I said, raising my voice over Claire's continued screaming.
Those two might kill each other without a referee.
While she was concerned about the rift in our associates' relationship, she felt Quinn and Howie getting together might produce some positive results, in spite of how acrimonious they might be to each other.
She turned abruptly and pulling my head with one hand, kissed me hard on the mouth while her other hand groped between my legs!
We didn't get around to the other one; the newspaper lady.
No one ever mentioned Molly's other parent.
He's let other people pat him.
There were even other people on the street and all he did was stop.
I wanted to say the entire French Foreign hiding in the other room but before I could speak, we both could barely hear a voice.
He rose above me as I strained to open my other eye.
If this other maniac Bryce could find us, so can he.
I agreed with my wife but pointed out even though Bryce had tracked us down, I couldn't think of any other slip ups besides Julie's contest that would point to us.
We were a pair of sobbing women trying to console each other.
We don't even know each other's identity.
I stopped by you other worker's home, the LeBlancs.
I was just able to turn in the other direction and be gone.
I introduced myself by name as I accepted the offered seat across from a large desk, the only other furniture in the small room.
When she went missing, I was suspected because of other horrible things I'd done to others.
Then I read about this other murder, maybe after I was in a year or so.
We all had nicknames for each other and that's what we used, though some weren't said to their faces.
His other guests had not yet stirred.
I'm a little tired of making other people's decisions for them.
They're okay with your statements but they wanted to talk to your other pals, the LeBlancs.
He was as speechless as I had been as we hugged each other and somehow made it into my room.
My wife and I had promised each other to remain constantly in phone contact after the close calls in New Hampshire.
It was the sound I hated more on a telephone that Henri Mancini's version of Theme from Moon Glow or any other top one hundred hits of elevator music was, 'would you please hold'?
We held hands, needing each other's comfort.
She'll give up her husband who she practically calls stupid and this other Abbott person just so she can live.
Let the other go!
We hugged each other when our exhausting project was completed.
Little was said of our clandestine activities of the past year as we simply enjoyed each other's company.
She opened one eye, then the other, confirming his words.
The blurry man lifted her other arm and bit into it.
The lackey bit into her other arm, and she cried.
We interrogated the kid we found in the Camaro the other night.
He stepped forward, taking the scissors from her in one hand and one of her wrists in the other.
She swallowed her other questions and twisted her hands in her lap, distraught.
She, on the other hand, was living a Stephen King novel in the clutches of a mass murderer.
They gazed at each other for a long moment.
Darian looked at her, content with cookies resting on one thigh and the cat on the other.
If he'd been talking about any other man, she would have doubted his words.
No, but it prevents the deaths of other innocents.
She cracked the door to squeeze her hand in the space as well as to tell the other driver not to worry about the car.
There was only one other customer and several baristas talking loudly behind the counter.
There was a pause as the two eyed each other.
It'll be a good distraction while we rig the country club and other hotels.
It was too short for her to see clearly, and she crossed to the mirror on the other side of the room.
Bianca grabbed her other arm, instincts screaming.
He wrenched Sofi off the ground in a tight bear hug and deposited her on the other side of the gate line.
For the first time in his life, he wondered what solutions other than execution would work.
He couldn't lose the only other woman he'd ever cared about.
They glared at each other for a long moment before Talon gritted his teeth and lowered his gaze in reluctant deference.
She lay back down, hoping they hadn't noticed, then rolled onto her other side.
Is the Other there?
Who is the other?
Talon took one and Dusty the other, feeling the coldness of Traveling from one place to another.
Dusty took her hand, his other pulling his remaining knife free.
I'll agree, if I won't be second rung to your duty or other women.
Two men sat at the table, one with blond hair and the other like something out of a movie.
The hum around the Other assured Jule there was only one person in the alley without any sort of otherworldly power.
The woman directed her plea toward the Other and tried to push past Jule.
The Other's gaze went to her.
She darted to the Other and threw her arms around him.
The Other returned the hug briefly.
By the look on her face, it wasn't the first time the Other had raised his voice at his alleged daughter.
She couldn't describe the sense any other way, just like she couldn't determine why she still felt the connection to his soul.
The way he and Jule had talked to each other, like long-lost enemies, reminded her she didn't know much about her father.
Some of his innate defensive powers remained, or she would've turned him to stone or the Other would've vaporized him.
Staying in the basement where the Other could find and kill him wasn't his top choice, but at least he was in the house.
He could keep an eye on both the Other and the Magician better.
You know they're at war with each other and playing games with us here on earth.
He couldn't sense the Other and paused at the foot of the sweeping, grand staircase leading to the second floor.
He opened his eyes and trotted silently up the stairs, rolling his shoulders back in preparation for a fight with the Other.
They circled each other, and Jule waited to hear the sound of a car staring in the garage.
His shoulder didn't move as it should, and he switched the sword to his other hand, trusting his instincts to keep his head on his shoulders.
Jule was knocked off his feet by a hard blow but got back up, beckoning to the other creature with a look of confidence out of place for his bloodied face.
The world was flooded in some areas and on fire in others with still other parts blanketed in outright war.
Sean had been alive when her father knocked out Jule and brought him here the other night.
She'd thought his wall of swords, daggers, axes, and other medieval weapons were for ceremony.
Even the crossbow she'd used the other night was clean and perched where she'd found it, loaded once again.
She wondered how many other men had been killed by the clean, neatly aligned weapons in the armory.
One of the other vamps drew a weapon.
They retreated to the other side of the small room, and he stepped aside.
Her gaze went from him to the vamp on the other side of the room staring her down.
If I fought off a guardsman as a human, I can take on an Other with my powers back.
She looked far less harmless than the Other.
There is no other way to keep the Other from destroying everything.
I can track, but I won't fight an Other, if that madman chooses to fight one.
Silently, he admitted Darian wouldn't back down if an Other crossed his path.
Yully's eyes closed, and she focused hard on feeling something other than Jule, whose presence still lingered in her body.
No other sounds stirred but that of her boots over concrete.
It only seemed natural for them to sit next to each other, and what would feel more natural would probably scare her off.
If he crossed an Other, he knew exactly what the risk was.
He had an Other to stalk.
He's getting ready to make a stand against the Other.
He followed the Other and the girl.
The Other didn't notice him, perhaps because of the strange issues affecting magic.
I'd have noticed a seven-foot-tall vamp, and even if we didn't, the Other would've, Rourk said.
Spirits dampened, Jule watched Rourk leave for the pub before Transporting himself to the forest side of the Other's property.
Yully wouldn't be home yet, and there was no tingling of power that would indicate the Other was present.
The Other's bedchamber had been empty, as if the otherworldly creature was permanently gone.
It, too, was empty, as if the Other had fled and was taking Yully with him.
I see the girl and the Other in your thoughts.
I want the Other, the vamp said at last.
Just because we can't fight each other doesn't mean I must help you.
He almost refused before he realized he had no choice, if he wanted to help Yully survive and Damian defeat the Other.
Charles found the Other.
Yully let the power fill her and mix with the other energies, staving off panic that there was much more than she could ever control.
She faced her father, not expecting to see the small crowd of people on the other side of the monument.
The Other on the other side of the monument watched with a cold smile, his gaze traveling upwards.
He staggered away from the monument and lightning connecting the woman with the clouds and dropped to his knees on the other side of the hill.
Xander approached the woman from one side and Jule from the other.
The Other no longer smiled and took a step forward, unwilling to move closer to his daughter with the Original Vamp standing between them.
Jule looked up at Xander, who stood near the Other, waiting.
Her gaze settled on the Other, and she forced herself up.
Power flowed from Xander and Jule, through her toward the Other, pinning him against the pillar behind him.
The Original Vamp was tearing out the Other's throat.
Xander raised the Other over his head and snapped his back over one knee.
He indicated the body of the Other at Xander's feet.
You, on the other hand, I don't trust.
The two Guardians looked at each other, neither certain how to respond.
Can you tell me what other symptoms I might have?
They moved in tandem without looking at each other, their movements controlled and efficient.
She met his gaze with a nod, and they looked at each other until her face flushed.
You couldn't keep your hands off—" "You two know each other?"
Several of the beefy men living in the house were in the grassy, well-lit courtyard, sparring with swords, knives, and other weaponry that looked like it came straight out of the Middle Ages.
They gazed at each other until she felt red creep up her neck.
He dialed and spoke in a different language to the man on the other end.
The kind of creature that could do such things to other men left her no doubt he'd do the same to her if she didn't obey.
The other Guardians filed out in silence befitting a funeral.
The other two men gazed at her.
I only see other people's fates, not mine.
He sliced through two vamps before shooting the other two in the small courtyard.
They heard a sound that made them freeze and look at each other.
Jilian and a few other vamps were down the hall and turned as the stone wall caved.
Damian shoved the other end of the tube into his neck, releasing his power.
Men like Jake wouldn't want to die any other way than honorably defending people like you.
If for no other reason, she owed it to Jake to try.
You have any other magic tricks for us?
No other woman has been able to resist me.
Maybe he had a harem of women at his beck and call, but she couldn't see herself with any other man.
His other hand snaked out and rolled her onto her side beside him.
My love, we've been destined for each other since I wed your brother thousands of years ago.
We had eyes only for each other then.
We've eliminated every other type of food, and the drugs might help you accept that you cannot eat.
She lowered her gaze at the heated look from the man who drove her crazy every other minute of her day.
She stood beside Dustin on one side of the entrance while Damian and Claire assumed the other.
He was accompanied by Dustin and two other men, one she knew as Sasha, a man who'd struck her with his devotedness to his family, and Levi, a man who'd been present in many of his pre-Schism memories.
True, they had eternity to figure each other out, but he didn't want her turning cold like Dusty or jaded like Jule.
The other two were too occupied by whatever happened to do more than glance at the newcomer.
No one but her saw the other side of Damian.
She began to suspect Damian sent her there so she could meet the other women dragged into his organization.
Do I have D's number? a warm, male voice on the other end said.
There was a pause before the man on the other end answered.
He pulled up the other chair and sat across from her.
You killed my brother and two hundred sixty-three other Guardians.
She raised the other hand to his other cheek, sensing his resistance.
He'd not said anything to her since the other night, when he'd almost destroyed the world.
Jule's smiles were less reserved than those of the other men despite his unfriendly appearance.
Their faces lit up at the sight of Jule, and Sofia trailed him in, watching as the three clapped each other on the shoulders and hugged.
Czerno stood at the other end of the room.
There's no other way.
The other vamps didn't so much as acknowledge her as she stepped from the car.
Her apprehension grew as the vamp led her down a maze of hallways through scores of other vamps and past multiple doorways.
He snatched her head with his other hand, then held her nose closed as she clamped her mouth shut.
She kept the movies playing, focusing on nothing other than the brothers' time together.
The two brothers stared at each other, and she choked back a sob, joy and horror flying through her.
He goes poof and returns to one of his other bases, leaving everyone else to fry.
She roused herself, surprised to see the other three had disappeared at some point.
With an anxious look around to make sure no one was watching, Deidre peeked into the open door, hoping it led to a McDonalds or some other place with food.
Her eyes dropped to what was left of the other three then flew up to the wall.
This was too similar to what she physically felt towards Gabriel to be anything other than the Immortal bond that branded Darkyn's name across her shoulders.
With his other hand, he removed the slender collar he had placed around her neck when she arrived.
Waiting for him to snap or yell as he had when she arrived to Hell, she touched him timidly with her other hand to begin exploring the ridges of the scars on his chest.
No part of her was willing to risk an encounter with Darkyn's other form.
Like her other thoughts, this one escaped before she was able to understand its meaning.
We give each other life.
Like every other deity I meet.
The other side of her face displayed facial features that were heavy rather than feminine, resembling her father's.
He wouldn't say much else, other than she cannot be fixed with the magic of Hell, Wynn explained.
The other deities can't even do that.
It was different than the other portals; there were no doors visible through this one, just a hole in the world.
She flung herself through it, not caring what waited for her on the other side.
He locked one arm around her in response, the other holding her head.
Deidre touched her cheek to his and reached up with one hand to his other cheek.
The other dealer you can have.
With their faces inches apart, they assessed each other.
He cannot enter Death's domain or other areas of the Immortal world without invitation.
They did love each other.
Who was Deidre to interfere in something that spanned so long and involved two people who cared so much for each other?
There was never a day when you didn't love each other.
Yes. I have no other option, Deidre.
His other arm wrapped around her while his breath was hot against her ear.
Her hope had been crushed in every other way – except that it stirred once more at the idea there was more to him than she knew.
She wondered if it was because of the thought of her seducing someone else or because of her triumph at winning his affection, even if he beat her at every other thing.
Darkyn turned his other side to her, and Deidre stared.
The only other soul she'd touched had told her its life story in a blink of the eye, terrifying her.
If either of you summons your mates, I'll kill the other.
They inched forward, one behind the other, hands at their sides lest they rub the slime of the rock walls that wept on either side.
A feeling other than anxiety washed over her.
That's up to other people, not us, but I can tell you we'll miss you terribly and we'd love to have you stay a part of our family.
Then they'll bounce me to some other place in Denver, like Little Orphan Annie.
The Dawkins brothers and their wives seemed to be continually in each other's faces and the Deans wondered why they bothered to travel together.
So far, wee Maria stood head and shoulders over any other domestic helper Bird Song had employed.
I knew better but the other kids called me chicken.
I know my parents loved me, but there are other ways to teach children without hurting them, Martha.
The Dawkins group trooped to breakfast, snapping at one other.
My sense is they hardly know each other.
They paused as Martha looked from first one, then the other.
Martha rose and began to pace across the room, putting one foot toe to heel in front of the other, as if walking a tight rope.
He didn't even prattle on about some alleged personal experiences in a diamond mine in Africa, a search for gold or other such nonsense he was expected to resurrect or invent.
The other guests, bored by his technical answers to her questions, formed their own pockets of conversations.
For decades, teams of three hardy fools had tried to knock each other senseless with high pressure fire hoses, while the spectators tried to escape the cross fire.
Send in the other kid—the one who was with her.
Dinner was a quiet affair, cooked by the returning Fred O'Connor—hamburgers, a tad over-broiled, but the Deans appreciated the effort as they were busy with Bird Song's other chores.
She immediately came out, a note in one hand and SB, Fred's stuffed owl gift in the other and handed her husband the paper.
Both lay awake, trying not to disturb the other while neither slept until hours after the sun finally slipped around the corner to the other side of the world.
One was as bad as the other.
It was a weekly summer ritual for one or the other, but seldom both; they enjoyed stocking up on local-grown produce.
Cynthia looked from one to the other in stark amazement.
But what about the Smokey Joe Jones and all the other Smokey Joes of world who never made it?
Dean wondered if the boy played other sports.
There, staring up at the group, nestled in an assortment of other bones, packed into a grubby plaid shirt, was a cracked white skull.
The other guests, embarrassed to see their host so humiliated and wanting no part of a Dawkins brawl, murmured excuses and toddled off to bed.
They were too busy distrusting one another and, for whatever reason, trying to con the other out of the mine.
I'll bet each of them know something they think the other doesn't so's they want the whole shebang for themselves!
The Dawkinses, back to being cautiously nice to each other, were dressed for business—another necktie and nylons day, according to Paulette—scheduled for a group visit to their attorney and a realtor.
There's no other choice.
Is that the mine those Dawkins boys were fighting over the other night?
No other vehicles were encountered—the storm apparently frightened away the more faint-at-heart tourists.
The two were silent, waiting each other out.
I'm just trying to run an inn and keep the guests from killing each other.
You mean like us arguing the other night?
While it was a long shot that the bitchy deputy could be any help, Dean was frustrated enough with the other available avenues to bite his tongue and ask for help.
He wasn't about to donate any fodder to the other horse in the race.
The other four trunks displayed like goods—a moth-eaten gorilla suit, two bloody collections of dresses, and an outfit Dean supposed Frankenstein wore when he went out for a little nightlife.
I could hear other people in the background.
Maybe if you'd all got to know each other better, you'd have become bosom buddies.
Since I was in kindergarten, the world has kept saying how pretty I am with one breath and how stupid I am with the other.
I bumped into him and we recognized each other and had a cup of coffee.
Whatever either of us had, so did the other.
But that doesn't mean we didn't love each other or have a super twelve years together.
Dean thought he'd lost her completely but she remained sitting, clapping with the other spectators—a bit too strenuously—as the puppy parade continued.
Cynthia was seated with two other women at a card table in front of the Post Office when Dean arrived.
I think she said 'old' for some other reason.
Finally, after ten minutes of silence passed, they heard the sound of feet running down the slope on the other side of the rise above them.
It was blocked by other vehicles and would require considerable maneuvering before she could leave.
Cynthia said, looking from one to the other.
The other Dawkins are out—dinner, I guess.
You can't go around reading other people's mail!
The other two he'd seen about town but couldn't put a name with a face.
The other two were of a slightly newer vintage.
The mine's like a thousand other holes in the ground—it's outlived its time.
Maria, ever smiling, joined them at the table, looking from one to the other as they spoke, understanding little but enjoying their company and thrilled with their praise.
Her English vocabulary was growing a word at a time—mostly terms like dust, vacuum, linens, dishes and other domestic terminologies.
And I'm sorry I got so boozy and maudlin on you the other night.
Did Fitzgerald give you the pint bottles of vodka you were drinking the other night?
You made that silly speech the other night and I'm still not buying.
You didn't answer me the other night when I asked you why the accident freaked you out so much.
For ten bucks more, she was to cover Ridgway's four hundred citizens in the county's only other town, if you didn't count minuscule Colona, which most people didn't.
With Pumpkin's unpaid-for accommodations now available, only one other incoming guest was sans quarters.
Personally, it wouldn't surprise me if metalman29 is one Dawkins trying to con the other!
While Pumpkin Green was not at this week's mass, or probably any other service within miles of Ouray, Billy Langstrom's partner in love Melissa attended.
Fred had told him the young girl lived between divorced parents, always at odds with one or the other.
The ding-dong prompted the pair to look across the bed to shame the other into a bathrobe to answer the door.
Fitzgerald growled something about keeping an eye on them, but he stood far enough away from Cynthia to protect his other cheek.
The WWW news was either negative or tardy because each took turns bickering at the other until Dean was ready to toss the entire family.
As he turned off, Dean checked the highway in both directions, but there were no other vehicles in sight.
Fitzgerald will prove we're seeing each other and anything you say is a lie to protect your lover.
We're not seeing each other and we sure as hell aren't lovers!
Didn't get the other offer I wanted.
There were no other desperados in the lock up.
She glanced at the other woman and slipped Dean a piece of paper.
It seems she considered it somewhat incriminating as she was supposed to be at the pool with some of the other guests at the time.
We'd sort of made a pact that our lives began when we met each other so the past wasn't discussed much, if at all.
Dean reminded the voice on the other end of a three-way conversation that mother and girl hardly knew one another.
Brandon Westlake, the only other guest of long standing, was off on an early morning photo shoot but an unexpected prodigal returned to Bird Song just as the second batch of cinnamon rolls rolled out of the oven.
The nagging question of Fitzgerald continued to block out the other important matters Dean should have been concentrating on.
Children from the nearby campground drifted sticks and other small floating matter in the stream.
Lydia turned off the engine and they sat there alone with no other cars in sight.
Look and see who's selling the other ones—the other Lucky Strike tins!
They were nearly there, though no other light except their own was visible.
He raised his other hand to shield his eyes from the flashlight, which Dean then turned away.
Raised by the Dark One, the only other deity capable of reviving a dead-dead soul.
Sasha had a side that was far more depraved than that of any of Wynn's other sons.
Half her face was knotted with horrible scars, the other half displaying skin close to the same shade as the white pillowcase beneath her.
One side was cold, the other freezing.
The displays of fruit and vegetables, homemade food, crafts, and other items soon enthralled her.
The other customers crowded the back with Deidre.
The other demon snatched the back of her neck, and she gasped.
We went to the other side of the country to find her more funnel cakes.
One arm tightened instinctively around her while he lifted the other to touch the soft skin of her neck.
You were supposed to place it in with the souls of the other deities.
I'm afraid I have no good news on the other front.
Deidre crossed her arms as she went to the other chair before the hearth.
You do seem very …different from the other night when we talked.
The other Deidre is Darkyn's mate.
Heavy in her mind was the thought that there might've been something Gabriel could've done to save the other Deidre.
He showed Gabriel the drawing of the different symbols with a sketch of the sun on one end and the ground on the other.
You're certain there was one in her head the other night, right?
Perhaps the other body hadn't been salvageable.
His other hand went to her back.
What if the lake cracked, too, and the souls went the other way, out of the underworld and into the mortal realm?
I don't think the other one is coming back, Rhyn replied.
I think it starts with us giving each other a chance.
She tucked her other hand between his to try to warm it, too.
But we already loved each other.
At other times, it didn't, because her own emotions were too hard for her to control.
Until you took my soul a few months ago, I was there because I loved you and for no other reason.
Death and the Dark One stared at each other, assessing one another.
The faded signs of massive scarring were on one side of her neck while there was blood on the other, as if someone had just hurt her.
What other deals were in place that Gabriel didn't fully know about?
I cared enough to let Darkyn strip the powers of a goddess when every other deity in the worlds wanted her dead-dead.
Mentoring other deities, manipulating the destinies of innocent humans, reminding you how not to destroy the universes.
The other night, he sat on a beach with one Deidre and watched the moon cross the sky.
He saw the massive scarring that could come from no other than the Dark One, probably when he turned her.
What if Darkyn slaughtered the innocent life dragged into this mess for no other purpose than to make the goddess' transition easier.
No longer hungry, she began to wonder how many other people she'd faulted over her lifetime.
They stared at each other.
He would never hurt her, but he'd never again touch her as he had the other day, either.
She grabbed Deidre's arm and hauled her to the other two women.
Rhyn and several other Immortals spilled out of the fortress.
The rest he had built in investments – other than what was in the special savings account drawing interest until he could decide whether to return it or accept the responsibility that went with it.
All eyes were on him as he held the infant in front of him, one hand under her body and the other supporting her head.
On the other hand, maybe his personality was what made him an accomplished salesman.
Lori and Josh had everything going for them, but they were unhappy with each other.
They were fortunate - fortunate to have each other and fortunate to have adopted two wonderful children.
Maybe it was merely love that made her view him that way, but considering all the second and third glances he got from other women, she doubted it.
Other than the situation with Lori and the fact that it was a busy day, nothing was different than any other day.
But then, any other day he wasn't home, so he wouldn't know.
For a long moment they gazed into each other's eyes.
They were happy with each other, and whatever Destiny might have been born, she was a Barnett now.