Phone Sentence Examples
The phone woke me up, even though it wasn't very loud.
Is he listening to your phone call?
Martha handed her the phone and I could tell by the look that quickly appeared on her face, it was not good news.
The phone woke me.
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I heard the phone ringing.
Julia answered the phone and called to Brandon.
The longer Howie spoke on the phone, the more I felt guilty that we were manipulating him into a parlor game at the expense of his privacy.
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I have some phone calls to make.
He called the house and Mom answered the phone.
Cellular phone use is prohibited in the restaurant.
If I didn't have a pregnant wife practically begging me, I wouldn't even be making this phone call.
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I didn't want to tell you this on the phone.
She sounded thrilled about the baby, on the phone.
What about sessions totally conducted by phone?
He hadn't discouraged the short telephone calls with Connie on his phone.
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Brennan gave me the phone number even though I didn't agree to call.
The first call was from a pay phone in Lynn, Massachusetts.
Each of us took turns thanking Merrill Cooms personally on the phone although he insisted it was unnecessary.
Are the phone lines compromised?
When the phone rang for the fourth time, Dean assumed it was either a call for reservations or more discussion on the upcoming New Jersey wedding plans, but Cynthia held the phone against herself and called to her husband.Advertisement
She suggested he take the cell phone but then remembered it was useless in the high mountains.
The phone interrupted any further discussion of electronic larceny.
While the Deans discussed contacting the state once more, both agreed another phone call would be as fruitless as earlier ones.
As Dean ate his one poached egg, absent toast, the phone rang.
Cynthia was scraping sugar off her knees when he told her about the phone call.
Much as he disliked making Fred wait, he decided to put off the task until nine o'clock but another phone call forced a change of plans.
The phone may be bugged!
She called the house phone.
A few seconds later Alex answered the phone.
The line was silent for so long that she checked her phone to see if the call had been dropped.
Nonsense, you're not putting us out, but you're more than welcome to use the phone... and please call me Sarah.
They have a phone.
Lisa put the phone back to her ear, still watching Yancey cautiously.
I heard the faint sound of a phone ringing downstairs.
The announcement went on to describe what the young boy was wearing and listed a tip line phone number to call with information.
Shortly after he said he heard a phone ringing.
He held a phone to his ear.
As soon as the mother entered the house, he pocketed the phone, scaled the fence at a low corner, crossed to the surprised boy in a few steps, and placed a rag over his face.
We can use a pay phone.
Where is there a pay phone nowadays?
He left his phone there.
I left the phone off the hook, retreated back to the bedroom and with my heart racing, I closed the door behind me.
Betsy reluctantly took the phone.
Don't answer my phone.
Katie drew the phone away from her head and stared at it, willing herself to wake up.
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A few minutes later Señor Medena answered the phone.
Someone wants you on the phone.
It described how Timothy's mother had left her son in their enclosed yard to answer a phone call.
We can't have a gang hanging around a phone booth.
There was a pay phone near the door but it was out of order.
The phone slipped out of my trembling hands.
My wife and I stopped at a closed filling station in Connecticut and with Martha's notes in hand I attempted to phone the authorities.
Martha and Betsy spoke frequently on the phone.
Somehow, between her and Martha, Quinn and Howie agreed to run a trip back while we remained in New York in phone contact.
Then Howie asked if we'd try to run a session this weekend, long distance, by phone.
There were too many lengthy phone calls to Massachusetts and minimal attention to our other life.
We would restrict our altruistic activity to weekends and possibly an evening or two a week by phone, if it worked.
I played dumb but I figured my phone lines were tapped and big brother had his eye on me twenty-four, seven.
But Julie doesn't know you're sessions are by phone or what causes the terrible dreams, does she?
Why, I'd use a pay phone and one not too close by!
This is phone is a throw away but I'm not even sure how good it is.
Martha answered and with a strange look on her face, turned the phone over to Howie.
I took a deep breath and called After on a throw away phone.
I feel terrible I slipped up and they traced the phone call but it's not the end of the world.
I'd planned to ask Quinn and Martha to come in so I could tell them what I'd learned but the more I considered it, I decided a phone call was sufficient.
I get a lot of phone calls from people snooping for more information but I tell them I print everything I know.
We have an address and phone number.
My phone call didn't break it up?
I dropped to the ground as he yanked the phone from its base and flung it across the room.
I assigned everyone a ring tone and put their phone numbers in it, he said, looking somewhat proud.
Katie set the phone on the table and stared at the kid's drawings on the fridge.
She looked from the computer screen to the phone with the flashing red light.
Only after she tossed back a couple of painkillers did she pick up the phone.
She fingered the small teal evening purse hanging around her wrist, where her cell phone was.
Listen, I need a phone.
Kiki glanced at him and whipped out a mobile phone.
She was scared to turn around, almost as if afraid he'd be passing out his phone number to every lithe, beautiful Amazonian they passed.
Katie was thinking of how much whiskey it'd take to dull the edge of her headache when the phone rang.
Fred was still gabbing on the phone so Dean shared with his wife the last of the turkey salad, extended mileage from the Christmas turkey of ten days earlier.
Which lucky lady was on the phone?
As Dean was setting the hall night-light, the phone rang.
He picked up the phone.
Then she kissed him and asked, "Who was on the phone, flannel guy?"
This here's the phone number of the current muck amuck.
His note pad was ever present and he spent a considerable amount of time on the phone.
I spent 20 minutes on the phone with Mrs. Glass.
Fred was so sticky-sweet on the phone with the landlady that Dean took a break and used the john just so he wouldn't have to listen to the dribble.
Dean tried to remember his earlier phone conversation with Mrs. Glass.
They've got a directory the size of the Philadelphia phone book.
We didn't even remain on the phone so sure we were that it wouldn't prove to be a crime.
If anyone could trace a disposable phone, they could.
Finally, sitting by the statue in Duffy Square, I made the phone call.
The phone call to Daniel Brennan cranked up our level of anxiety several notches.
Brennan picked up his phone on the first ring.
Then a woman in the background said something about them all moving to this keen town and the woman on the phone laughed, like it was a joke.
I went back to my computer to retrieve a phone number, then on to the secure phone line.
She tried to question me on Howie's reaction to my phone call, but I remained mum.
Betsy spoke to Martha on the phone after dinner while Molly and I walked Bumpus.
Martha sounded horrible on the phone.
While Martha was on the phone trying to get our air conditioning system checked, I had a few moments alone with my wife.
I picked up the phone as Betsy closed my office door and sat next to me.
I picked up the phone for my next chore as Betsy, with Molly in hand, peeked in my office.
He's never spoken on the phone; it's only Julie's word and I'm sure she'd retract anything she said earlier.
We were startled by the ring of my cell phone.
I passed the phone to Molly who'd just arrived.
Molly and Betsy elected to go home leaving me to mind the store and deal with Daniel Brennan's phone call without interruption.
I gave him Frank Vasapolli's phone number and told him I would pass along his number to Frank if I thought it was needed.
I thought only briefly before giving him Daniel Brennan's phone number.
We turned the phone over to Molly who wanted to offer her condolences to Howie.
I remembered a hall phone so I dialed 911.
Oh, I left the phone off the hook.
I'd barely put the phone down before it rang again.
When I finally put the phone down, I was exhausted.
She is the one from Surry and her name is listed as Elizabeth in the phone book but they call her Betty, or Becky or some foolish diminutive.
The phone rang to voice message!
I turned to my wife as I hung up the phone.
I was a wreck when you didn't answer the phone.
I said into the phone, while looking at Molly.
I'd talk to the guy if I thought it would accomplish something but he'll just say he didn't do it and it would be a waste of a phone call.
I left word I'd call from the airport in the morning and set my phone alarm in time for my early departure.
He pretended he needed time to make a few more phone calls but I could see he was disappointed by the delay.
My cell phone alerted me to a message.
As long as I had the phone in my hand, I dialed Dan Brennan.
Detective came up to us, his phone in hand.
We're trying to get a fix on Mrs. Gustefson's cell phone.
You have my purse and cell phone.
It was my cell phone!
The phone rang more than a dozen times before a man with groggy voice answered.
The nurse handed her a thin blanket and pointed to the phone.
After an hour-long attempt to expel his wired energy, he returned to his room to the sound of his cell phone ringing.
He pulled out his phone to text Damian.
He hung up and tucked the phone away, amused.
His phone rang, and he snatched it from the dashboard.
His phone rang again, and he answered, trailing Bianca to an elevator.
He tucked the phone away and met her gaze, watching the emotions that crossed her face.
His phone vibrated, and he withdrew it.
Dusty tossed his phone on the nightstand and set the alarm clock.
He whipped out his phone and trotted down the stairs, typing a response to one of the many texts he'd received.
Dusty pulled his phone free and saw Toni's number flash across the screen.
She had no phone, no way of contacting Dusty or Jenn or Darian.
The bump jarred the cell phone loose, and it fell in the space between the seat and door.
An older, harmless-looking man with white hair and beautiful emerald eyes stood near the door, holding out a phone.
She gave him a puzzled smile and reached out to take the phone he held out.
She selected the address book on the phone.
He'd been so excited about his phone.
She set the phone down and retrieved her sweater from the dryer.
He stood in the center, one phone at his ear while he texted on another.
He glanced at her then back, hanging up the phone.
I dug this out of a box of electronics upstairs and programmed it to be your new phone.
Make sure Bianca's phone is tagged as well.
He tested his new phone by sending Damian and Jule a text. 911.
Reminded he didn't give Bianca the rules he gave Darian and Sofi, he retrieved his phone.
She shoved the phone in her pocket and forced herself to smile as she faced Jonny, who'd been in training since shortly after she awoke.
Can I see your phone?
Her phone vibrated as she trotted down the stairs, and she glanced down, smiling to see he'd texted.
She hid the phone as Talon glanced over his shoulder again to ensure she followed.
He snatched her neck and shoved the phone at her.
I spent so much time on the phone talking to the Calvias she wouldn't have gotten through, Cynthia said the next morning, after breakfast was cleared, the wash loaded, and domestic matters reasonably settled—a momentary break.
I remembered passing a hall phone just off the living room.
My frustration forced action of some sort so I picked up the phone and dialed Howie and Julie's room at the Four Seasons in Santa Barbara.
He's spent half the day on the phone with his shrink-doctor.
After I hung up the phone, I plodded to the kitchen where I found a half bottle of Canadian Club.
If he's dead set on questioning relatives, he can do it by phone.
Betsy returned to the room and I held my hand over the phone and turned to her.
They say in all the manuals I never should do this on the phone but you deserve to be the first to know.
Howie joined me, after I hung up the phone.
My wife and I had promised each other to remain constantly in phone contact after the close calls in New Hampshire.
The La Cumbre one; that sound most likely; do you have a phone number?
He handed the phone to me as a manager or hotel big-wig came out of the back to check on the crises.
We'll talk by phone.
After he returned my phone, he wrote down all our names and pertinent information.
My ringing cell phone shattered my concentration.
I know the motel where they are staying so the cell phone I've already discarded wasn't necessary.
She stared in the space he'd occupied and looked at the phone.
Toni held up a sleek phone and Bluetooth earpiece.
Toni grinned, took his phone, and swapped SIM cards with the new one.
Awkwardly jammed in the back seat, she sneaked a look at the occupants in the front of the car and withdrew her phone.
She sent the text then tucked the phone in her pocket, praying they could track her with the tag Toni placed there.
He pulled his phone free, realizing neither Toni nor Darian had checked in for a couple of hours.
He flipped through the address book in his phone and dialed the Watcher.
Mumbling curses, he answered the phone.
He pulled out his phone, texted Bianca, and waited, willing the message to make it to her in the in-between world where he'd accidentally sent her.
Darian lowered the phone, losing hope once again, when it vibrated.
The time on her phone was the same as when they'd entered this strange world.
She sneaked a peek at her phone, agitated that Darian hadn't been at all concerned with the situation he left her in.
Her hand went to her phone.
She obliged quickly, tensing as she waited for him to finish with her phone.
He released her and tucked the phone in his pocket.
Confused, she concentrated on gripping the phone.
She made her way to the notebook near the desk phone.
Dusty hung up the phone and gazed at the screens.
Dusty pocketed the phone.
His phone was destroyed and his power drained.
I have a new phone for you, too.
Shivering, she pulled out her phone to call her father as she made her way towards the street.
She shoved the phone and her hands in her pockets to keep them warm as she picked her way through the littered alley.
He emerged into the alley in time to see her replace a phone in her pocket.
Her father had tried to call twice, and she tossed the phone on the bed.
He's worried since you didn't answer the phone.
Yully ate quickly without touching her phone.
My darling, I expected a phone call.
She squeezed the steering wheel then reached into her coat pocket for her cell phone.
He snatched the phone and rolled down the window, tossing it.
It contained a name and a phone number.
She patted the pocket in her skirt containing the paper on which Jule had scribbled down the phone number of the towering man before her.
In the end, she typed a smiley face and locked her phone before changing into gym clothes and making her way to the gym.
Pierre was unfazed by his raised voice and continued playing a game on his phone.
Her replacement cell phone rang, jarring her.
The vamp snatched the phone from her pocket and stepped away, hands raised.
Furious, her glare went from the phone in his hand to his gaze.
Jule looked up from strapping a knife to his calf and accepted the phone.
In the distance, she heard her cell phone ring.
Realizing she clenched the phone in her hand, she locked the screen and sat staring at the asphalt.
Her phone began to ring again as she slid into a dead faint.
Damian Bylun stared at the phone.
His phone rang, and he answered, expecting the woman to return his call with a few dozen apologies.
Her phone and computer are monitored.
His phone dinged and drew him from his thoughts.
Her phone rang, and she saw Dr. Mallard's number flash on the screen.
There was the sound of a phone being shuffled from one person to another, then a flat, deep male voice.
When her phone rang again, she stretched for it and found she couldn't move.
Down one hallway, she heard the ring of a phone.
They came from the same direction as the phone.
Outside her room, Han whipped out his phone to text Damian with an irritated sigh.
His phone dinged, and he looked down at one of the zillion text messages he received from any number of his Guardians every day.
Pleased that one thing was going right, Damian tucked the phone away.
His phone dinged with a message from Han, and he pulled it from his pocket.
Damian turned the cell phone back on and emerged into the warm evening air from the Marriott's conference room, the random place chosen by his spy chief for this week's intelligence briefing.
His phone dinged, and he pulled it out to see the odd text message.
The Watcher returned his gaze to his phone, reading a text.
He studied the small man infatuated with his phone.
His phone dinged again, and he glanced down.
Any cell phone intercepts on why he's in town?
Dusty asked, glancing up from his phone.
Dusty's phone dinged, and he retrieved it.
His phone vibrated in his pocket.
Linda whipped out a phone to text Lon.
She didn't see Damian until afternoon, when he strolled into the library from sparring, ear to a cell phone.
Sofia hung up the phone, feeling as if she were emerging from a stupor for the first time in months.
She left the library to return Damian's phone.
She hung up and tossed Damian the phone.
Sofia's phone vibrated, and she pulled it out, wondering who had her number.
The three moved with her, Pierre speaking tersely in French on the phone.
She stopped a safe distance from him, unable to reconcile the man on the phone with the man before her.
She saw the thaw from the cactus daring anyone to touch him to the man she'd spoken to on the phone.
Jule pulled out his phone, and Dusty sat in front of the computer.
Her phone rang, and she snatched it.
Sofia put her purse down and tucked her phone into her jeans.
Traci crossed to the kitchen door just as Ving hung up the phone.
Suspecting Ving had made a couple of hurried phone calls, she let the call go to voicemail.
In fact, if you refuse me now, I'll kill him before I hang up the phone.
She hung up the phone, gripped the steering wheel hard and drove.
He lowered his phone.
Pierre's phone dinged, and he opened it again.
Pierre tossed her a familiar cell phone as they entered the mansion.
Truly thrilled about the start to her new life, she folded the phone and dropped it into her pocket.
There were no clocks and she had no cell phone.
It had been a perfect day at Bird Song—until the phone call came and tanked any semblance of tranquility into a mire of despair.
Now, half a year later, came the feared phone call informing them that Martha too was leaving.
According to the brief phone call, the ten-year-old girl's natural mother, another loser like faux foster mother Janet, had been recently discharged to a halfway house after doing hard time in the state's Cañon City facility.
They called us—when the phone was working.
The phone rang, causing all three to jump, thinking it might be Martha.
But before Cynthia could reply, the phone interrupted.
Supper was pancakes—Dean cooking, and Fred complaining and serving Cynthia, who still had a phone glued to her ear.
But as Dean hung up the phone he had no illusions about the pledges ever coming to fruition.
When Dean questioned her, she told of receiving a phone call concerning that same property some weeks earlier.
Poor Maria, as good as she is, can't be much help on the phone if she don't speak the language.
While Cynthia took her shower, Dean made a few phone calls, asking for Ms. Dawkins, but after a dozen tries, he came up empty.
He was hanging up the phone when Cynthia emerged from the shower, pink and sweet smelling.
A phone call excused him from hearing more of the robust bragging.
Cynthia was on the office phone to New Jersey, doing "wedding things," as she described them.
A quick search of the Montrose phone book surprisingly found a listing that seemed to be what he was seeking.
It was an independent lab and when Cynthia took a bathroom break and freed the phone, he telephoned.
Before leaving the Beaumont, he looked at the recently published Ouray phone book.
The phone rang, precluding a pithy rejoinder, and as Cynthia was elbow-deep in dishwater, Dean answered.
Dean handed the phone to his wife as the light went on like in the comic books—a flashing bulb of inspiration.
While Bird Song waited, Mrs. Worthington, prompted by Fred's phone call, went to the campground to see if she might catch the couple left before they left.
The family lived in Chicago and hadn't provided a phone number when they registered at Bird Song.
Me too, thought Dean as the hall phone rang and Cynthia hurried in to answer it.
That was Martha on the phone!
I couldn't find nothing on Josh without a last name, but Ed Plotke was in the phone book for six years between 1956 and 1962.
As they were leaving the building, the phone rang.
When the phone finally rang, Dean jumped to answer.
A phone call interrupted further discussion.
The Deans jumped at every ring of the phone for the balance of the afternoon, but there was no further word.
There was another phone call from the state authorities as Jennifer was leaving.
Me and my friend here would have gone out dancing 'cept she has to mind the phone.
I talked to Lydia on the phone.
There's been some anonymous phone calls over Billy Langstrom's death.
Much as they detested having to make the phone call, both knew it was necessary.
A series of phone calls followed.
Every time the phone rings, we jump.
Every time the phone rang for a year, we were sure someone had found the body.
Cynthia accepted the news well, first on the phone amid post wedding hubbub, and the next day when he met her stepping off the plane.
He handed the phone to Carmen.
Glancing around to make sure Destiny was still safely in the little pen inside the barn, she pulled the phone from its holster on her side and called Alex.
As she opened the oven door to put the chicken in, her cell phone rang.
You sounded excited on the phone.
Extracting the cell phone from its sheath, she dialed Alex.
He stepped out on the front porch, phone to his ear as his gaze probed through the trees.
Before she recovered from the shock, the man knocked the phone from her hand and grabbed her arm, jerking her toward him.
In that moment, she squirmed from his hands and screamed again, scrambling to reach the cell phone on the floor.
She grabbed her cell phone from the floor and dialed 911.
She turned as an officer shoved a cell phone at her.
She flipped her phone open.
When Lori ended the phone call, Carmen invited her to eat supper and was surprised when she accepted.
She grabbed her phone and called Katie.
The phone rang four times and Carmen was ready to hang up when Katie answered.
Was he the reason Alex had hopped on the phone so quickly, and was he the person Alex had been meeting, not Lori?
She flipped her phone shut and stared absently at the table.
If it couldn't wait, they would have called me on my cell phone.
Deidre glared at the phone, comparing Logan's unconcerned response with Dr. Wynn's kindness.
A glance at her phone made her roll her eyes.
Tamer pulled out his cell phone and scowled.
She shook her head and focused on her phone again, willing Logan to return one of her dozens of calls or texts.
The phone rang and went to voicemail.
From somewhere nearby, she heard someone else's phone ringing and stepped out of the way, off the path running along the beach.
She heard the phone ring and followed the sound.
The phone was ringing from its place in his jeans pocket.
Did you lose your phone on the beach?
She shook too hard to pull her phone free from her pocket and call for help.
She put her cell phone on its charger and explored the house, admiring his taste in everything from furniture to paintings to simple décor.
Her cell phone had no signal, her head throbbed, and the coffee pot was empty.
As usual, the phone rang until her voicemail picked up.
Toby yelled into the phone.
In four hundred thousand years, he hadn't learned to answer a phone right?
Katie clicked the phone off and looked at the five-year-old doing wind sprints across her apartment.
The phone rang twice while he worked, both times answered by Fred who sounded as if he was booking another guest.
Then she asked, "Did you tell her about the phone call?"
The guy says you lied to him on the phone.
I told a man on the phone, who didn't identify himself, that Edith Shipton wasn't registered at Bird Song.
I thought that was TV nonsense until a few minutes later the phone rang and damned if he hadn't done just that!
Cynthia had received a phone call from the Boston sisters telling her their flight was delayed and they weren't now expected until late afternoon.
A phone call interrupted the conversation.
Cynthia was still on the phone so after Dean introduced himself he completed the paperwork, without comment or acknowledgment that he knew Ryland's relationship to Bird Song's other guest Edith Shipton and her son.
Cynthia finished her conversation and hung up the phone.
I bought her one of those phone cards so she can call without Shipton knowing about it.
I spoke with her on the phone around Christmas and mentioned I was coming to Ouray for some ice climbing.
Dean explained the phone call from Indiana and Cynthia's general displeasure, particularly with Jerome Shipton.
Dean grabbed the paper, gave a glance to the parlor and picked up the portable phone.
Dean didn't tell Cynthia about his phone conversation with Whitehouse.