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She started to cry.
Carmen started to laugh.
The soldiers started firing without orders.
He started and opened his eyes.
Taking a deep breath, Carmen started down the stairs.
Some soldiers started running away in a group.
In the spring of 1893 a club was started in Tuscumbia, of which Mrs. Keller was president, to establish a public library.
After grace, they all started passing food.
The old count's troyka, with Dimmler and his party, started forward, squeaking on its runners as though freezing to the snow, its deep-toned bell clanging.
She followed him out the door and watched as he hopped into the truck and started the engine.
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Lisa started to get up but Howard motioned her to sit still while he answered the door.
The count started and dropped the snuffbox.
Her lower lip pushed out and then she started to cry.
Dulce stopped the attack as suddenly as she started it.
AdvertisementShe started to put the pillow down and caught the movement in the mirror from the corner of her eye.
But then, she had started it by shoving the pillow under her blouse.
The plants she had started in the house in March thrived.
Finally she put the knife down and started putting the sliced meat in a plastic container.
Quint dropped into the seat and started the engine.
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I took her plate away and started to take her out of the room.
Rook pulled at the reins and started of his own accord.
The hare they had started was a strong and swift one.
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Leaving her thoughts behind, she started up the hill to meet Alex.
He reached her and turned, walking beside her as they started back up the hill to the house.
She started crying and holding her arms up to Carmen.
Then she started gaining weight.
She started to turn.
He started walking over to the car.
She started the coffee and picked up an empty pop bottle from the counter to discard in the trash.
He started the car.
I've lived in Atlanta since I started college.
I started but grew tired.
I grabbed this when everyone started panicking.
She started after him, senses scattered.
She started past him.
He started to leave, and she stood.
Jade.s heart started to soar.
Fury flooded him, and he started toward Jade.
She neared the edge and started to panic again.
He watched explosions wrack his planet until they rose high enough that the toxic dust storm he'd started marred the surface of the planet from view.
As my professors told me the first day I started studying economics in college (and never tired of repeating), scarcity is the central underlying assumption of all economic theory.
And so at an early age, you took a wife, started having children, and supported yourself by farming.
And the feeling of energy with which the troops had started began to turn into vexation and anger at the stupid arrangements and at the Germans.
When I told him that duty and the oath were above everything, he started proving goodness knows what!
He chuckled and started the engine.
His warm lips left hers and started down her neck, forcing a moan from hers.
When Connie arrived, Lisa had barely buckled her seatbelt before she started asking questions.
She maneuvered the sharp turn and started up the hill.
I feel like I just started living again.
Still looking back at it, he started for the house.
She turned and started up the trail.
She started for the patio door and he gripped her arm.
Oh sure, and if I started taking my clothes off, you'd tell me to stop, right?
After breakfast she started the laundry while Sarah and Tammy watched a morning children's program.
She started to shut the door, but he had the storm door open and his foot in the door before she could react.
Then he started for her.
She started to cry again.
Only weeks remained until college started.
When she decided Yancey wasn't around, she started down the path, keeping close to the trees without breaking her promise not to wander in the woods.
There was no way to lock the screen, so she simply pushed it shut and started for the house.
Once he was seated and started the engine, she thanked him, but he didn't respond.
Yancey didn't get out, but he did wait until she had her car started before he turned his car around and headed back to the house.
The car came to a halt and then started to roll forward.
Brandon hit the breaks, and the car started to slide sideways... directly into the path of the Mack truck.
Adrienne didn't see or hear from Brandon again until Friday, when he showed up unexpectedly and started packing clothes.
She started to toss the letter aside, and then something made her read on.
A year later they started a family with the birth of their first daughter.
We're already late getting started on account of him and the saddle bum will probably use up another half-hour of daylight eating our food.
She fed and hobbled the mules and then started a fire to cook supper.
By dawn she was awake again - ready to get started.
The sooner they got started, the sooner they would reach Ashley.
Feeling a little hurt by his apparent disinterest, she picked up her plate and started cleaning up the camp.
She pored herself a cup and started breakfast, wondering where Bordeaux was.
Her voice died in her throat as he turned and started for her.
Since his back was to the danger, he was unaware when the man gunned the engine and started to drive towards him.
The decision made, everybody grabbed a shovel and started digging under their wagon.
Each carrying two canteens, a rifle and a lantern, they started off into the long shadows of the sand dunes.
With the canteens full, they started for the cave entrance and then stopped.
They shouldered the full canteens and, picking up their rifles, started back to the camp.
When the ache had left her legs numb, and her breath was no longer coming in gasps, they started out again - across sand dunes - up and down.
I started to move along the sidewalk and an old man stepped out of a doorway and passed right through me!
My wife started to say something but Quinn just smiled.
I started to question him, but thought better of it, letting Martha continue.
Quinn started to speak but Howie interrupted him.
Then he started feeling guilty, as if he was doing something wrong.
I started to follow.
If we get started on this Cooms guy's offer, we'll waste all day.
It was all over the Internet and the million dollar reward people started calling.
Yes. They just got started but they're doing good work.
Betsy lined up two likely abductions and she was anxious to get started, Quinn had already performed his part, setting his apparatus appropriately for a rural Iowa location where a twelve year old boy had gone missing.
Should I inform Merrill Cooms I'd been in contact with After, the investigative baby he himself had started?
I knew when we started this business it was like I was in the backseat of Thelma and Louise's car hurtling toward a cliff edge.
I started to say but she cut me off.
Let's get started; it's going to be a busy day.
It started as a geezer bike for retirees in Florida and Arizona.
Molly started to bite her lip and I thought tears would follow but Betsy grabbed her hand.
These latest grabs started up last fall so I'm looking at prison releases of sex offenders and going over them one by one.
I started to but he interrupted.
Has the tipster started up again?
Yeah, and I bet he started a long time ago on his first run.
I started to speak but she shushed me.
I started to open the window to get out of there but I guess he heard me because he kicked down the door and grabbed me and cut me.
I've been checking old cases too, real old ones, to see if I can get a handle on when our friend Grasso started in business.
It was always young girls so I started looking at old unsolved cases; missing children as well as murders.
It would be our secret; how we started, how we were a party to something that never happened before in history, and probably never will again; what we did and why; just the five of us.
He started talking about going back... you know, doing that thing he does.
I wish I'd never started it!
She started crying again.
Uncurling from the couch, she started to the bedroom of her father's small Miami apartment.
Her heart quickening, she started towards the entrance of the church.
He'd just started to fall asleep when he sensed the intruder.
She started to type a response when Jenn's voice interrupted her.
Jonny started collecting the supplies she'd need, and she watched him, proud.
She rolled her eyes and started her cookie prep.
It had something to do with Bianca, with destroying where he'd started with her.
Puzzled, she started to respond when someone rushed down the stairs by her.
We started looking into it and sure enough, it wasn't Jimmy.
He didn't understand it, except that Bianca's touch finished what Sofi started.
She wiped her eyes and started to sit, then froze.
A form loitering against one wall straightened as he started towards the stairs.
I started asking around, but no one would tell me, so I-- " "Jonny!" he barked.
You started down this path when you enlisted the help of the Others.
She started to follow and tripped, then stifled a cry.
He dropped her hand and started back to the hall.
He turned and started walking down the hill.
She started to fidget.
Instead, she started a third bowl of the soup and watched the pub fill with people.
She started to the table then stopped, unable to dismiss the feeling of the man's arms around her or what she'd felt when they touched.
She started the car and blasted the heat.
She started down the hall.
His voice had calmed, and he started past her.
He stood, weaved on his feet, and started to fall.
Flustered, Yully started to rise.
She started to drive home then thought of the man she and Jule both tried to kill.
Besides, I'm going to help you get started.
She started to hand him what looked like an intricate carving in the side of an orange.
Jenn started forward, not surprised when the vamp blocked her path.
She navigated her way to her room before she started crying.
She's started having symptoms that the doctors can't figure out what's wrong.
She turned twenty-four two months ago and started having all these issues, like she's a vamp.
I think she's already started?
Her headache had been gone most of the morning for the first time in months, until the monster in her head started clawing at her mind.
The car started up, and they merged into traffic.
Furious his order had been disobeyed, Damian started for the young Guardian.
What had started as a stream of blood had slowed to a few remaining drops.
I inherited it from him on his death, he started.
Damian started after her, furious.
Rainy started to his feet as she rose, and she stopped.
They walked toward the house, reaching the patio before Traci started crying.
She started toward the road, away from the field of death.
She started to spit it out but stopped.
They passed through the activity unscathed before he started down another hall.
Before she started to drift into an in-between place, she saw Darian stand and look around, awake for the first time in thousands of years.
Deidre retreated into the hallway and started back towards the stairs.
But, if an Immortal or human or deity corners you, and you aren't able to summon me, you need to know how to defend yourself, Darkyn started.
Hot nips started down the side of her neck.
Horrified, Deidre started toward the door.
Claustrophobic, she started to panic.
She started to shake, unable to bear the idea of more children dying or living with the creature behind it.
She started to panic.
Deidre set down the journal, needing to distract her thoughts before she started to panic again.
He started towards her.
What she started to feel for Gabriel had been real; what she felt for Darkyn was real.
He started to the door.
She started forward when the dealer pulled out a knife.
She pointed and started forward.
They started out at forty-something but I only paid seven dollars, if you can believe it!
Yeah. I guess we went in—a little way— but it wasn't so bad until the flashlight started dimming and I got scared we wouldn't find our way out in the dark.
Then the light started dimming.
Dean acknowledged he was still there and started to make an excuse for Cynthia's exit but Randy cut him short.
Before that, a company out of Denver started the dig, back around the turn of the century.
Both jumped to their feet and started around the cluster of boulders where Joseph had parked only to see the tail of Joseph Dawkins' Jeep as it bumped across the blanketing wave of wild flowers.
He started the Scout, and with a belch of smoke they began moving forward.
I drove the trip for fifteen years, when I started coming back to Ouray again.
After Ralph died in 1980, I remembered our good times in Colorado forty years before when we were kids, and I started coming back.
I started checking my old man's papers and I found these reports— way back when he first bought the property.
He wanted to tell her about meeting with Jennifer Radisson, but as soon as he started to speak, Fred O'Connor rushed up, a look of panic on his face.
Before Dean could answer, Cynthia had started toward the trail.
He had just started toward his Jeep when there was a sound like a gunshot from above them.
As he started his Jeep, Ginger Dawkins, light blue sweater slung over her arm, came up the street and gave Dean an innocent wave.
They started the storage business as an investment.
Bullets started flying in all directions and I was hit.
Then he took off when the well ran dry— and his girlfriend started filling out.
But he wasn't even in Ouray between the early 1940's, when he was a child visiting summers, and 1980, when he started coming back after his brother died.
Dean started to reply, but she cut him off.
He started to move past them but Dean blocked the way.
He started to say something but both of the accompanying officers all but pushed him out the door.
He started the vehicle.
We have no more idea whose bones Martha found than when we started.
When Dean didn't answer, she started the Chevy Blazer and turned it back toward town.
She started the vehicle, stalled it, and finally stuffed it in gear.
Dean started to speak but she cut him off.
You can make tea with it, she started.
Furious, he started towards the door.
He gave her five minutes then started up the stairs.
She paused to consider her options again then dumped out what he'd started.
He started walking again and waited for her at the portal to Rhyn's.
Gabriel checked Cora's thoughts, relieved to find her clean and started down the line.
Those huge hands had started to explore her body in a way that left her feeling feminine, delicate, and willing to let him take control in a way she never permitted him before.
These didn't move out of her way when she started into them.
Deidre started down the trail, holding out her hands to the pine trees.
He started to sketch something, paused then leaned forward with more interest and continued.
I already want to be with you, he started.
We went to where the pattern started, and there were the cracks.
You started today with the souls.
Though she didn't want to in front of him, Deidre started crying.
It had started to close.
He'd been in the middle of deciding which of his collection of knives he was going to use to kill the goddess once and for all when the noise started.
She nodded and started breathing hard and fast, panicking.
Selyn started away, tugging at him to follow.
The thumb went to her mouth and she started sucking it vigorously as she eyed the newcomer suspiciously.
Alex tried to disentangle Destiny, but she held on tight and started to whine.
She must at least think she has or surely she wouldn't have shown up after all this time and started a fuss about something that we all settled long time ago.
He asked, and started reading.
She turned and started cleaning her newborn baby.
She managed to squirm free of his arms for a second and started to scream, but he clamped a grimy hand over her mouth.
As if they all didn't have enough to worry about, as soon as Carmen put Destiny down inside their home, she started calling for Alex.
One night after chores, Carmen, Jonathan and Destiny were eating supper when Brutus started barking.
And then Josh started in on me about how much you wanted a baby and how Alex couldn't...
As she started out again, he was radioing in for additional help.
Oh yes, he started that last night.
Finally he started to write.
When she started fussing, Alex dropped his arms, looking dejected.
Jonathan disappeared around the corner and Alex started after him.
She thought it would be good for him, but he immediately started having nightmares.
At first she though exhaustion might be the cause, but when he started working longer hours, it was obvious that wasn't the case.
In the last week, she had started going to bed after he was asleep and getting up before he woke.
With Destiny buckled in safely and Jonathan sitting beside her, he climbed behind the wheel and started the car.
As they started toward the house, she took his hand.
Clicking on the desktop icon labeled 'Carmen' she started reading.
She started to get up and then realized someone had put a blanket over her.
Before the day got started, she should go down to the buffalo barn and check on the grain.
She started toward the house, glancing at the trees.
Then she started out at a lumbering run toward Carmen.
Finally it started advancing toward him.
Carmen started running to it.
Then I started letting the noise come out of my throat with my breath.
He started toward the bear.
She'd stopped gritting her teeth whenever he called her that and—God help her!—she'd even started responding.
She started to rise but Fred O'Connor rose to his feet.
I started thinking maybe I wasn't so dumb after all.
Donnie looked at the impressive impalement and Dean started to show it to him but Claire grabbed it from his hands.
She started to say something but just bit her lip and began to cry.
Dean started to get out of the car but Weller waved him on and Ryland pulled away from Bird Song.
I started looking at earlier editions.
Dean started to say something, but she continued.
Dean started a fire for the returning guests but then joined his wife and stepfather in the kitchen.
Dean turned him around as he was swinging, knocking Shipton flying into a snow bank with a right hand that started at ground level.
He started the vehicle and left.
He took one last look and started back down the path.
The detective, who looked to be about fifty, started to take Dean's arm.
Fitzgerald started to say something but Corday grimaced, let out a long sigh and nodded for the younger detective to leave.
Dean knew Fred was chomping at the bit to dig into this caper, as he called it, but just to flip his switch a bit, Dean started the conversation with the old man's love life.
She rose and started toward the door.
He sat up and started to rise.
Corday started to grab his arm, then thought better of it.
Bells started going off in Dean's mind at the same time bells started ringing in the hall telephone.
You'd have to get back up to where you started anyway, unless you're going out in another direction.
In a way, this whole business started with Annie Quincy.
He started to enter the first room, on the northwest corner, but Cynthia tugged him further down the hall until they reached Edith Shipton's room on the southeast corner.
They rotated through the various properties, leaving when the townspeople started to realize they were not aging.
Connor finished his second drink and Jackson could see by the softening around his eyes that the alcohol had started to work its magic.
She smiled and started rifling through the rack of suits.
She put her hands on his chest as he started to kiss her neck.
As he rose and started for the door she asked, "Will I see you again?"
Jackson was right; she could barely get through five or six measures before the tears started to flow.
As her eyes began to glass over, he played softer until she started to nod off.
As they descended the stairs, he started humming the Death March.
He returned a few hours later, made a drink, and went to the kitchen where Sarah had started making breakfast for Connor.
Sarah let out a groan and started eating.
Sarah almost started to press the issue, but thought better of it.
As I started to say, I would like to be left alone.
Weeeee have started nothing.
I'll get the IV started.
He started for his seat, then turned around, grabbed the bottle, and brought it with him.
He sat down and ducks started to make their way toward him.
At first she frowned, then broke into a huge smile and started to sing, "You oo oo love her."
He poured a drink and started to think about how he would feed.
Sarah started to pick up clothes and put them back in the cavernous, walk-in closet.
Virtually every car he owned confirmed he was a 'player'. The Lovebirds had started a fire and were sitting on the divan in front of it.
The band had started to play The Way You Look Tonight.
He started to glide her across the floor easily.
Sarah heard the piano playing very softly as she started down the stairs to make breakfast,.
Connor shook his head with a half smile and started to make coffee.
As she started the car, it was plain to see she felt nervous, yet excited.
He started to laugh hysterically.
He started skimming through one stack of oils.
Jackson started a fire, stood staring into it for a few minutes then said, "I'm going up, goodnight kids."
Why didn't you guys get started on the appetizers while we were gone?
Elisabeth started towards her.
He obliged and she started to sing Happy Birthday.
His head started to pound.
Connor started chuckling, and Jackson glared at him.
Tonight I started to lose control, and panicked.
Jackson started to get up.
He inhaled deeply and his hands started to shake.
He steadied himself with his hands on his knees for a moment, panting; then opened a bottle and started to drink, fast; desperate to find oblivion.
Connor had started down the stairs.
I know it was selfish, but I felt emotions I never believed existed and I didn't want them to end… Things started to snowball from there.
Elisabeth started to weep softly, and tears welled in Jackson's eyes.
Tears spilled over his lids as he started the car.
After dinner they sat in the drawing room, by the fire Jackson had started.
The other three were silent for a moment while what he said sunk in, then all at once they started laughing.
Elisabeth started drawing as Jackson cleaned the seeds to bake them.
If it started to seem like you could escape, I would take off.
He laid her down and started kissing her neck.
She started to well up.
His lip had started to heal, but there was still evidence of a burn.
Elisabeth picked up her knife and started carving again.
I think we just started a mining business.
When the song ended, she started to pull away, but he pressed against her.
I'll make some phone calls, but we should get started as soon as possible, even before we're granted permission.
She started to refuse, but he insisted, Don't be a martyr.
Jackson had started a fire and stood with his hands on the mantle, watching the flames.
He took her hand and they started down the stairs together, approaching the wolf with reticence.
She sang directly to Sarah and the tears started to flow quickly.
Connor had started back at the office and returned home from court.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and started crying again.
Only in the last year had his sister started writing, and it was always stiff and formal.
I think it was a backward step when women started stooping to the morals of men.
Maybe it was time they started paying more attention to the aesthetic value of things.
He nodded and started for the last stall.
She held a hand up in front of her face and started naming them.
And keep going once you get started.
Something about his expression started an uneasy feeling in her stomach.
Josh lifted her into his arms and started for the house.
That's when all the trouble started.
She turned away from him and started for the barn door.
Carmen started to shiver and Alex set his suitcase on the porch.
Tucking the kid under her coat, Carmen started back down the hill.
Just get the milking started.
The man in her dreams often started out as Josh, but always ended up being Alex.
Slowly a twinkle started in his eyes and a smile plucked at the corners of his mouth.
Alex took her hand as they started up the wooden ramp, and laced his fingers through hers.
That's what got me started saving money.
I almost forgot about it until you started talking about the horse ranch.
She stood beside Alex and listened to the truck door slam and the engine race when Josh started it.
You were the one who started talking about riding the beaches and making l...
This thing with Lori and me only started the other night.
He stared down at her for a moment and then started to laugh.
He slammed his door and started the truck.
A lot of men started out not wanting children, but when they saw their own children it was another story.
She started for the door to stop him, but half way to her destination she paused.
She started for the door.
Brutus started after them, snarling and barking his disgust.
Finally he abandoned the chase and started rounding up the goats.
They might as well get started without him.
The PMF—Poor Man's Front—had started as a protest during the war against the elite that ultimately won and divided the American society between those who lived comfortably—and everyone else.
What had started out as a pain-in-the-ass babysitting favor to Tim had turned gradually into something he looked forward to.
Brady started forward, and the others followed, falling into two teams.
Arnie's antics hadn't started until the second week on the compound.
She turned away and started towards the barracks.
I'll finish what they started in the war!
Lana sat as soon as he released her and started to her feet again, only to feel a hand planted in her chest that pushed her onto her back.
Lana moved away from the commo computer and started systems checks on the others.
After a moment of silence, she started forward again.
They started away from the tent towards the center of their camp.
Brady turned away and started towards the forest.
What had started as admiration and respect for the Guardian was turning into something more, and she didn't know what to do about it.
Lana froze for a moment then started forward jerkily.
Another civil war has started, but we can fix it before things get even worse.
You've been there for me since this all started.
With a deep breath, she started speaking.
Brady started down the trail towards the darkness of the forest.
Instead of retreating into the forest—the way they'd come—he walked behind a boulder and started up a set of long, shallow steps leading up the mountain.
Hot tears started down her face.
The scent of charred flesh and metal still lingered, and Lana covered her mouth and nose with her hand as she started forward again.
She started towards the forest hedging the road adjacent to the condo community.
His grandfather had an almost subservient relationship to Tim's, but Brady had left the shadows on many occasions to remind Tim of what really mattered when the politician's ego started to get the best of him.
Elise started off before he'd finished.
Brady started around the crater towards the southern route.
Follow me, Elise said and started forward.
The soldier flashed a smile as he started down the narrow pathway lining the canal.
You're welcome to explore the town, Kelli said as she started away.
We started at your condo building.
Lana watched them speak briefly before the two in uniform started down another tunnel.
He started forward, anxious to see if the underground railroad survived the onslaught.
Elise tucked the micro away and started down the hall ahead of the soldiers.
Elise started forward, until Brady leveled a glare on her.
As suddenly as it started, it stopped.
Katie stared at the necklace, horrified by the idea of looking at a soul and fascinated by the fact they looked like emeralds. Gabe turned away and started through the forest again.
Gabe looked away and started walking again. Katie saw his shoulders hunch. When he didn't respond, she asked, "Has she tracked us down?"
Rhyn started the fire again and sat beside Toby. He handed him the bag of clothing and food. Toby withdrew the clothing skeptically.
His shove almost drove her to her knees again. She steadied herself and looked up in time to see him disappear into the jungle. Fear made her heart pound. The strange path he'd been following appeared ahead of her, revealing itself only a few steps at a time. She started at a walk and quickened to a jog, making sure the path wouldn't close and trip her. The path kept up with her, and she ran.
Gabe cast an irritated look over his shoulder but looked where she indicated. He lowered the sword he was using to hack through the brush and started in that direction. Katie watched as the forest cleared a path for him, the way it had before.
Kiki started to chuckle and then frowned.
And I thought he'd started to accept a role on the Council, even if it was the one of the enforcer.
I think … no, I know that's what I'm meant to do. I never knew that until I found Katie and I started to realize –" "- you can use your demon powers for good."
Gabriel was gone. No one followed him, let alone spoke to him. Rhyn looked around uneasily, wondering who – or what – he'd been speaking to. He started back to the spot where they'd stopped for water. A few minutes later, Gabriel reappeared.
In Hell, Hannah had been crying since Toby started to tell her the truth.
Toby shook his head and started forward again, wondering when Ully had lost his sense of humor. He led them in the direction where he sensed Katie, until night and clouds rendered the jungle too dark.
Katie started in the direction of the woman's voice. She stumbled over fallen, slick wood and brambles she couldn't see. Whatever magic that had cleared a path for her was gone. She struggled through the jungle before calling out, "Can you hear me? I can't see much. You'll have to say something, so I can find you."
She started to saw at them with the knife. The wood was thick and wet. She shifted closer, gasping when the root healed the cuts she'd just made. Furious at the latest trick from the Immortal underworld, Katie sawed furiously at the root, until her arm ached. She'd barely made a dent when she switched arms.
The roots around Deidre's left foot snapped free. Katie shoved it aside before it could change its mind and started on the roots around her right foot. Deidre moved her foot with a look of pain. She rubbed her ankle, and Katie cut her arm again.
Deidre and Toby stood. Katie started forward, only for the rumbling ground to drive her to her knees. Horrified, she saw the chasm form a rough circle around them, trapping them on a small island surrounded by football field wide trees and chasms too wide to jump.
Before we left, she talked to me about some dream I didn't have then started to talk about philosophy.
Kris's confident response rankled Rhyn. He leaned his back against a tree and faced his eldest surviving brother. "I promised Kiki I'd tell you something," he started.
I started unpacking and when I turned back around, I found her still in the doorway watching me.
Dean started slowly and she answered in a straightforward manner, her voice becoming stronger as she proceeded.
Before this started, I'd have settled for half of what Shakey Jake caught, all because his lawyer didn't know when to shut up!
Both of them laughed as Alfred started the car.
They were still giddy when Fred paid the check, by peeling a large number of ten-dollar bills from a roll that started twice as large as it finished.
He went back to his car and started the engine, glancing back, but she had already closed the door.
They started hauling out the booze and I don't want to do anything to screw up a scholarship—especially now.
Dean patted him on the shoulder and started to leave but Randy stopped him.
The man started to return to the back room when a car pulled up.
The day started with Fred meeting Dean at the breakfast table, a most unusual occurrence.
Dean started to copy the names but Monica stopped him.
Sackler asked, smiling at Vinnie as he and Dean started for the door.
Vinnie started to rise but Winston bounced him back down on the bed.
He started to say something to the fleeing attendant but instead lifted the limp body up in his arms to a more reasonable position and carefully carried her out to the anteroom.
She started to rise but a serious look crossed her face.
He started up again this spring.
Dean started to protest but Fred continued.
They turned your music up loud and started tearing the place apart but then someone rang the bell and they hightailed it out the back.
She started to hang up before Dean fairly yelled for her to wait.
It started out as a joke with a water pistol until the storeowner shoved 89 dollars at them and ducked under the counter screaming his head off.
She started to protest attorney-client privilege but he shook his head.
Dean started to say something but Fred continued.
He could feel his ears redden as he started to say something but she stopped him, still laughing.
As he started up the stairs, the phone rang.
The week started with a flurry of activity.
Vinnie started a lot of action.
The two women in the outer office of the Rosewater and Atherton suite looked up and started to say something as Dean waltzed by to Ethel's closed-door chamber.
Because it never really started and we both know it.
Dean started to answer but Randy continued.
Suppose he bought it private, so I started checking the old classifieds and sure enough— pay dirt—a three-year-old Pace Arrow!
He started to say something but she waved her hand.
As he started to leave, he turned to the frail woman who was rolling a piece of paper into her typewriter.
He started to lean toward Cynthia but the waitress was at his elbow.
The two bikers had started down a slight but long downhill, less than a bike length apart, picking up speed as they rolled along.
I'm scheduled to man the first rest area and I'll get there before any of the bikers get started.
I went over and started chatting with the guy.
Physically, while the day had started well, his body thought 40 to 50 miles was plenty.
Then we started hearing all this nonsense about Byrne until it got us wondering if there might be something to it, so we did a little detecting ourselves.
He needed a lot of dough in a hurry so he started putting the squeeze on everyone in sight, including Cynthia Byrne.
He started changing his name as often as his shorts.
Since the Colombians and the family started feuding over that missing dough things have been happening.
I guess he started thinking he might still be connected and got scared.
It was his suggestion about the newspaper subscription that started the whole business rolling— even if it was blind luck.
Has he started the ark yet?
The smile started as a twinkle in his eyes and spread to his lips.
He started to take a bite of his sandwich and then stopped.
When he reached out and started unsnapping the shirt, she looked up at him quizzically.
Reluctantly he released her and started through the door.
She started to hang up, but the silent line perked her curiosity.
Grabbing the scrub sponge, she started cleaning the oven again.
She swung around and started home again.
Thunder exploded and then the hail started, drumming on the roof like large marbles.
She was relieved when he started looking at pre-owned cars.
He didn't usually bark at the deer and Alex wouldn't like it if he started chasing them now.
That was the way it started, but the warmth of his body, the smell of his cologne and the feel of his muscular back begged her to linger.
The baby woke and started crying, so Carmen warmed her bottle and sat down in the rocker to feed her.
The infant stopped crying as soon as the bottle touched her lips, and started sucking the nipple.
No. I thought he was going to, but when I started to cry, he...
He said nothing more until he started bandaging her shoulder.
She turned around and started marching toward the barn.
She started out ahead of him.
To her horror, she started a fresh bout of crying.
Then I came along and started running your life - and tomorrow I erase your identity.
She started to go check and then decided to see if his truck was outside.
The music started as Katie pulled the veil forward.
That was how her new world started – with the closing of one door.
She started to shake her head, but surely he was picking up on something.
He started to turn and then stopped, his expression turning stern.
He started for the house, his arms full of groceries.
With the groceries all put up, she started supper.
When it started to smell good, Alex abandoned his chair and came into the kitchen.
He caught up with her at the door as she started to open it.
She started to groan with pleasure, but it came out more an eager whimper that sent a rush of heat to her face.
Back at the house, she put all her purchases away and then started on the laundry.
Sorting the clothes, she put a load in the washer and started it.
She shrugged and started to put it down.
For a moment the question was in his eyes and started to form on his lips – and then comprehension softened his gaze.
Unable to contain his excitement, he started out ahead of her, turning to make sure she was following.
Carmen started cleaning up the table.
Brutus started growling at it and Josh said we should go back.
When she started to pull the straps up, he shook his head.
He started rolling his shirtsleeves up.
She started to defend herself, but his implication was insulting.
Unable to wait, she started the test and then put up the groceries.
She left the room in a depressed mood and started cleaning the house.
Alex called as he started down the hall.
The cold front turned into a winter storm that started with freezing rain and ended with snow.
I'll get supper started.
A cold feeling started in the pit of her stomach.
He moved away from the wall and started toward her.
With a heavy sigh, she started supper again.
After the animals were fed, she went back to the house and started cleaning.
Come to think of it, that was why she started spending so much time with the babies.
Before they started having children, they needed to get to know each other.
It started out as a question, but the answer was obvious – so obvious that he didn't respond.
As they started back down the hill, he finally spoke.
He smiled as he climbed into the cold truck and started it.
The blush started, as if she had been caught doing something unladylike.
A few minutes later the truck engine started and he backed the Dodge 4x4 pickup out of the garage.