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I don't want you to drive while you're so tired.
While waiting for the food to arrive, we were happy to sit and chat in the relaxing surroundings.
She waited while he poured a cup of coffee.
Can one be well while suffering morally?
They stay awake at night while researchers work in the daytime.Advertisement
While there is life there is happiness.
The stock soared while in the hope of a takeover bid.
While the few may be for war, the many are almost always for peace.
While I thought it was going to rain after lunch, it didn't.
While talking to Tikhon he asked about me twice.Advertisement
While these things go up other things come down.
We loiter in winter while it is already spring.
While kings claimed they ruled by a divine right, dictators claimed their right to rule through might.
I used to make noises, keeping one hand on my throat while the other hand felt the movements of my lips.
A coloring book and crayons kept her busy while they worked and talked.Advertisement
While we were in Boston we visited Bunker Hill, and there I had my first lesson in history.
He got better while in the hands of the Spanish medical services who had undertaken to care for him.
After a while he rang the bell again, very loudly.
So while such an attack and its aftermath would not derail our eventual arrival at the next golden age, it quite possibly would delay it.
We gave him something to eat a while ago.Advertisement
Wait till he rests a while, and then he'll be in a better humor.
For a while he was kept in the general hospital at Allegheny.
After a while they were left alone again.
While watching his flocks, he spent much of his time in reading.
They came while we were eating breakfast, and my friends enjoyed them with me.Advertisement
As long as these states were to share a currency, a military, provide for interstate trade, and have a single foreign policy, they could retain the economic advantages of being a large nation while maximizing individual liberty and self-determination.
Mildred and I had our pictures taken while we were in Huntsville.
Near the top of a hill he saw a little shepherd boy who was lying on the ground while a flock of sheep and lambs were grazing around him.
I promised to keep still while she went to the house to fetch it.
When you bring the babies home, can I come stay with you for a while and help take care of them?
Blindfolded, they knocked it around for a while until it broke, spilling candy all over the floor.
She returned to the group where the vicomte was still talking, and again pretended to listen, while waiting till it would be time to leave.
They sat her in front of a mirror while Felipa worked.
And I would keep my little hand on her face all the while, because it amused me to feel her face and lips move when she talked with people.
Then it must have happened while I was asleep, he said thoughtfully.
While Simonides was outside, the roof of the house caved in and killed everyone.
So, we are told, the New Hollander goes naked with impunity, while the European shivers in his clothes.
It is not worth the while to snivel about it.
You don't think we should lay off for a while?
I just want to sit here a little while.
Panting, he rolled onto his back, unable to regain his balance while his body twitched from magic.
Dorothy was nearly weeping, by this time, while Ozma was angry and indignant.
Once while I was calling on him in Boston he acted the most striking parts of "The Rivals" for me.
I moved to the kitchen doorway while she removed the muffins.
Processing aurally was familiar to Augustine while reading silently was revelatory, so noteworthy that he wrote it in his autobiography.
He made me sit in his armchair, while he brought different interesting things for me to examine, and at his request I recited "The Chambered Nautilus," which was then my favorite poem.
The flowers did not seem to give her pleasure, and she was very quiet while we stayed there.
While he was thinking one thing in his brain, I was endeavoring to divine his thought in mine.
Then he remained silent for a while, and all at once looked cheerfully with his glittering, black eyes at Rostov.
While she wasn't as successful as Martha, it usually ultimately worked.
They passed over the pond toward Fair Haven, seemingly deterred from settling by my light, their commodore honking all the while with a regular beat.
The stupid smile, which had left his face while he was speaking, reappeared.
He now saw clearly the figure of a red-haired gunner with his shako knocked awry, pulling one end of a mop while a French soldier tugged at the other.
At that time, the Russians were so used to victories that on receiving news of the defeat some would simply not believe it, while others sought some extraordinary explanation of so strange an event.
Boris smiled almost imperceptibly while listening to his mother.
Some of them were digging, others were wheeling barrowloads of earth along planks, while others stood about doing nothing.
From the left, over fields and bushes, those large balls of smoke were continually appearing followed by their solemn reports, while nearer still, in the hollows and woods, there burst from the muskets small cloudlets that had no time to become balls, but had their little echoes in just the same way.
While listening to the officer's report Konovnitsyn broke the seal and read the dispatch.
And all he said--that it was necessary to await provisions, or that the men had no boots--was so simple, while what they proposed was so complicated and clever, that it was evident that he was old and stupid and that they, though not in power, were commanders of genius.
He watched her while she wiped her hands, his expression unreadable.
While Howie stood shyly by the door, she boldly stepped forward and introduced herself.
She glided over to Howie's side and grasped his hand while he maintained a nervous smile.
A sidebar quoted the vocal congressman who continued to push for an investigation while an accompanying article contained the ever increasing rants of the defense bar.
While she indicated how saddened she was at the news she understood.
I told her Owen Bryce was killed while attacking someone he thought was connected to the tipster.
While this Greenbriar Road property is not quite so inviting, a spring lock on a back door was no serious test.
While I waited for my, wife's return I sifted through the startling news she'd told me.
Then, these near silent sobs would have turned to shrieks of anguish while I made the young beauty my own.
While I dreaded frightening my wife further, I knew I owed her the information on the motor home.
I said into the phone, while looking at Molly.
After that introduction, my wife listened; for more than five minutes, while Howie apparently continued to ramble.
Molly looked on expectantly while I remained silent.
I forced him to wait while we ate a late lunch, early dinner, meal.
While I detested closing our nine month incredible relationship on so sour a note, I felt the decision was his.
He brought three more bags while she spread the woodchips around the monument.
While the warm sun drenched them and there wasn't a cloud in sight, they'd learned from recent experience that mountain weather could blow in misery at a moment's notice and replace the sunshine with drenching, chilling rain.
While there was a feeling of last-guy-in-turn-off-the-elevator, the Deans reluctantly agreed that some form of management was necessary to maintain order in the face of the ever-increasing numbers who wallowed in nature's wonders.
While I can't say for certain he'd been drinking—the autopsy hasn't been performed yet—I know from past experience that many of our teenagers drink regularly.
Dean joined the applause while Lydia Larkin looked embarrassed.
While it was a nice ending, Dean didn't kid himself that he'd won the confrontation.
She turned on her knees and vomited behind her while Cynthia closed her eyes and wept.
While he was getting down from the carriage steps two men, who looked like tradespeople, ran hurriedly from the entrance and hid in the shadow of the wall.
While you and I never thought much of him.
The officer evidently had complete control of his face, and while Kutuzov was turning managed to make a grimace and then assume a most serious, deferential, and innocent expression.
The eyes of all the soldiers turned toward the women, and while the vehicle was passing at foot pace all the soldiers' remarks related to the two young ones.
He still looked ahead while Prince Andrew told him what he had seen.
Boris, in the accurate way characteristic of him, was building a little pyramid of chessmen with his delicate white fingers while awaiting Berg's move, and watched his opponent's face, evidently thinking about the game as he always thought only of whatever he was engaged on.
While the Grand Master said these last words it seemed to Pierre that he grew embarrassed.
While saying this he never removed his smiling eyes from her face, her neck, and her bare arms.
Even before he saw her, while taking off his cloak, he heard her.
Dron looked intently at the princess while she was speaking.
For a little while he was left alone and involuntarily witnessed what was taking place on the other two tables.
While the sea of history remains calm the ruler-administrator in his frail bark, holding on with a boat hook to the ship of the people and himself moving, naturally imagines that his efforts move the ship he is holding on to.
For several seconds while the young man was taking his place on the step the silence continued.
While waiting for the young man to take his place on the step Rostopchin stood frowning and rubbing his face with his hand.
But as the captain had the wine they had taken while passing through Moscow, he left the kvass to Morel and applied himself to the bottle of Bordeaux.
Finally, the latest episode in Poland still fresh in the captain's memory, and which he narrated with rapid gestures and glowing face, was of how he had saved the life of a Pole (in general, the saving of life continually occurred in the captain's stories) and the Pole had entrusted to him his enchanting wife (parisienne de coeur) while himself entering the French service.
While listening to these love stories his own love for Natasha unexpectedly rose to his mind, and going over the pictures of that love in his imagination he mentally compared them with Ramballe's tales.
Ten men, battalions, or divisions, fighting fifteen men, battalions, or divisions, conquer--that is, kill or take captive--all the others, while themselves losing four, so that on the one side four and on the other fifteen were lost.
While he now had the ability to chase his past, he refused vehemently to do so.
While Martha would be sorely missed, nurses came and went frequently.
Most of the bodies haven't been recovered but he likes to take his victims while they're sleeping.
Unknown to the police and the public, her prominent father was molesting her while her mother looked away.
While Howie hadn't viewed the show, he was incensed at the man's attitude as described by Martha.
While none of us opted for involvement, Howie's insistence was the first time he hadn't acted like a tethered toddler.
She continued to type while I put in the call.
I'll see if I can check it out but it might take a while.
While we kidded about selling Howie out for a million buck reward, the increased outside interest in our activities was a serious matter.
While Merrill Cooms knew there were five of us and had spoken to each, we'd never identified which one of us held the gift.
At least he could move around, in his dream state, while we were obligated to remain silent and unmoving.
While we presumed Daniel Brennan and Merrill Cooms had gleaned much about our group from our many conversations, we continued to volunteer nothing concrete.
Howie was ambivalent as usual while Quinn indicated the choice was Martha's to make.
I'd tell her real story, as much as she'd allow, while still maintaining her absolute privacy.
Once in a while, I'm off duty and a call comes to someone else but I think the tipster person maybe knows my hours, 'cause it's rare another girl has to answer.
While Daniel Brennan was aware of us as a group, he and I were the only ones that spoke directly.
While Martha and Betsy, buoyed by our recent success, were eager to tackle the case, Quinn, not surprisingly, and yours truly to a lesser extent, were hesitant.
While not as thin as her mother, you could tell she would inherit her mother's height.
We adults passed banalities back and forth while Howie opened wine, of an obvious expensive vintage us Gustefsons only admired.
She was sitting with Betsy and me while Quinn was talking gardening with Howie.
Molly continued to hold Clair, even feeding her a bottle as Martha explained the mechanics of capturing mother's milk while the rest of us pretended not to listen.
Maybe not on your own for a few years but you'd be welcomed to help with her while I do my house work.
While she didn't ask directly, I sensed she hoped I'd talk to him.
Betsy filled mother in on the recent happenings while I placed the second call to Brennan.
While it was feasible, Quinn's equipment was cumbersome and there were the ever present problem of absolute quiet, not to mention the security issue.
While the fools looked for my car nearby, I, in spite of excruciating pain, managed to escape their feeble efforts to find me.
We just had to do the most good possible while we had the chance.
I'm in another country, if only for a short while to see if the pickings here are to my liking.
While I wanted to wake Betsy and explain the situation I felt following Julie's directive might free her to be more forthcoming.
While Martha was as upset as Betsy and I, she wanted no part in resolving the matter.
She can stay with Quinn and Martha while Julie is out here.
You'll help Julie to register Molly at the Keene school while I make the plane reservation.
Mr. Thomas Morley was admitted with a gunshot wound to his leg, sustained, according to him, when he was mugged in an alley while taking a short cut to his car.
I've got friends, who get me stuff every ones in a while but it's not always easy.
While Molly was her usual quiet self, and perhaps a little nervous, it was obvious she was excited.
As she'd never even visited an airport much less flown, frequent traveler Betsy carefully told her the dos and don'ts while she printed her boarding pass.
While I knew we were helpless to do anything positive in Howie's absence, I never-the-less opened the site where Betsy located cases for our attention.
Irv Goldman was in charge of their ill-conceived venture while it was running, so their switch board tells me.
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.
Betsy spoke to Martha on the phone after dinner while Molly and I walked Bumpus.
She turned abruptly and pulling my head with one hand, kissed me hard on the mouth while her other hand groped between my legs!
No. Not unless you want to talk to yourself while I prop up a zombie who won't hear a word you're saying.
After some negotiations Martha was allowed to remain in bed while the rest of us, Claire included drove back to our house.
While I'll be devastated, as I'm sure you will be when it ends, be comforted in what you've accomplished.
I woke him up but he listened intently while I explained what I wanted he and Howie to do.
While Martha was on the phone trying to get our air conditioning system checked, I had a few moments alone with my wife.
After telling me the contest was over, something I'd just told her, she reluctantly transferred me to Irv Goldman who was in charge of the contest while it was running.
While I hadn't given Quinn and Howie enough time to accomplish much, I called them anyway.
It's not a solution but it will help a lot more than doing nothing while this guy may be getting closer.
You asked about a con named Willard Humphries a while back and I told you he was out of prison and floated off in the breeze.
It was a community where I could see Betsy and me raising children and watching grandchildren while four distinct seasons rolled slowly by, marking the years one by one.
While she sounded relieved, there was a chill in the air like opening the door, expecting warm sunshine and forgetting it's December.
While Molly looked troubled when she returned, Bumpus was just the opposite, hopping around like he'd just retrieved a ball and would win a reward.
I immediately knew where I was; on the carousel because I was spinning slowly around while blue and red lights revolved around the room.
You're not dying or anything... just won't be gargling for a while.
Earlier, my wife had taken care of all the logistics of our travels while I locked up the house and called Jackson to tell him we would be out of town for a couple of days, retrieving Howie from California.
While the scenery was less than exciting, lunch was available.
While they didn't detail their crimes, both spoke of ruining their lives because of sins of the flesh.
While I had no direct evidence the attendees were all registered sex offenders, the way they nodded and agreed at the mention of deviant sexual behavior made me feel I might be unique among like penitents.
While I had no right to do so, if Martha and Quinn had effectively abandoned their home, why not?
While taking care of an infant?
While my new vehicle is far less accommodating to my needs as my precious motor home, now resting in an airport parking lot, this van is satisfying my temporary needs.
Howie thanked her while I practically jumped over the counter to read over the distressed clerk's shoulder as his fingers plodded over the computer keys.
While we couldn't keep up with the ambulance but we held our own and kept the emergency vehicle in sight.
Once in a while we shut the alarm down during the day 'cause some of the help use that exit to the back parking lot.
While I followed them shopping I never imagined I'd be allotted the opportunity accomplish a daring strike so successfully and leave without a trace!
A little while and we'll be where no one will find us as we play our games.
All the while, I couldn't block the vision of the wife I so loved, being herded at knife point.
The scene was so familiar; abduction, outlined by Betsy, facts presented, Quinn and Howie removing to their basement sanctuary while we waited and Martha recorded.
While I long to have the child alone in my cabin, keeping the two in there would be cumbersome.
Perhaps I'll utilize my secure room beneath the barn for the daughter while I interview the mother alone.
While he never owned up to it, Betsy and I knew he retained records of ventures into the deeper past, where Howie refused to go.
While the hum of the machines broke up the silence of the room, I was making zero progress.
All pertained to the earlier tests Howie and Quinn had undertaken together while Betsy and I were still in New York.
I grasped a large hammer in my hand while Molly cowered in a corner at my direction.
I'll let her think that's possible while I confirm or dismiss what she tells me.
You may stay back with your daughter while I arrange the details.
While we'd both been witness scores of times, neither of us had paid much attention.
He was a little while ago.
I agreed to search while he'd put out an all-points bulletin on the vehicle Howie was driving.
While it would take time for precise confirmation, we all knew the burned out vehicle contained the bodies of Howie Abbott and John Luke Grasso.
While the killer's intentions were unknown, we knew Howie thwarted them both to their death.
While she mourned Howie's passing she is a survivor and always has been.
I don't know if the sun will shine on a long term relationship but Betsy is pleased to baby sit Molly while the romance dance is orchestrated.
Julie has greater needs which Molly nurtures while Molly's needs are supported by my wife.
While the last words, "sleeping, just sleeping," said prior to the interruption by Grasso seemed to denote failure, the earlier recorded observations suggest otherwise.
While his teenage action was untrustworthy, it was venial compared to abandoning the child to an abductor if that was what the cowering, younger Howie had done!
If you have time while you're in town, we could get together for coffee or something.
Jonny stayed after their father's death, while she moved closer to her mom on the west coast.
He couldn't remember when he'd last had a full five hours of his own, and he knew he wasn't likely to get another break for a while.
While she could heal, she still felt pain.
Two men in black darted through the bodies and into the house while two more hung back at the garage entrance.
While she never complained, it was clear she needed Damian to visit again soon and heal the damage his brother did to her on a daily basis.
Boss, I was gonna ask if you needed an XO while Sasha is out, Toni ventured.
While he looked to be in his early thirties, he spoke like Jonny and Kyle.
He hadn't thought it as harsh as it was, just like he thought nothing of killing anything in his path, but seeing the look on a normal human's face reminded him he'd been close to losing what humanity he possessed for quite a while.
He sat on the floor, hands covering his face, while Dusty stood.
He stood in the center, one phone at his ear while he texted on another.
It'll be a good distraction while we rig the country club and other hotels.
If anyone could, it would be Darian while Damian was away.
Talon all but threw them both into the backseat while he climbed into the driver's seat.
He'd felt funky for a while, since Bianca fixed his face.
He found Speck on the back porch, smoking a cigar while gazing at the glowing wheat fields.
Jonny looked confused and uneasy, while Darian looked like he was ready to pounce.
A few minutes later, she sat in the living room, granola bar clenched between her teeth while she tied her shoes.
One buffet table sagged beneath the weight of five kegs while another held food wrapped in cellophane and tinfoil.
Swords clashed and spit sparks while their feet danced too fast for her to follow.
While he stood in Dusty's corner, she wasn't convinced he'd chosen a side.
The storm roared in through the ceiling, hail and water pelting her body while thunder deafened her.
Her hands rested on Dusty while her gaze remained on the burning clubhouse.
She's discovered quite a few annoying little powers of her own while you were gone.
But I thought … I thought he wouldn't come for a while.
While it was hard to tell his height when he was seated, he looked to be Sean's size, well over six feet tall.
Almond-shaped green eyes were large and expressive while her skin was touched with honey.
She'd been in the large storage room once while playing hide and seek long ago.
While their servants aged, her father never did.
While uneasy, Damian suspected Jenn was seasoned enough to handle the boy for a month.
The woman was far enough ahead she should be able to escape while he distracted the creature.
Jule's opponent was standing in her headlights, staring at her, while Jule's body rolled to a stop a few feet away.
It just took the rest of us a while to shake off the bonds.
The fever had left him, and while he looked pale beneath his cocoa skin, he was alert and his speech coherent.
I'll find a way to protect you, even if it takes a while.
It'll take a while for you to adjust and for them to adjust to someone new.
You gotta keep her alive while Damian figures out what to do.
I think a kid is a while down the road!
Just learn to track them while we have Charles here.
She braced herself and pulled his power into her, struggling to control it while panic rose.
Her grip on his hand tightened, while she loosened her grip on the foreign magic in her body.
He sat and stared out the window while nibbling on a piece of cheese from the plate of cheese and crackers on a small table at his side.
While only three feet apart, the space felt immeasurable.
I think I'll stay out for a little while.
Sofi stepped to him, unafraid, while Darian edged closer.
The scent of the ocean was on the air, and the area in front of them was guarded by tourist police while tourists camped out in small tents up and down the road.
Something had happened last night while she slept.
One source of energy was darker than a stormy sky while another was as bright as the sun.
Dusk had fallen while she tested the magic and her ability to control it.
She waited until the vamps were gone before going to the gym, not wanting to tempt any of them to attack her while she was half-naked and distracted.
While she didn't quite know where she was, she felt a sense of belonging.
The Watcher's eyes went around his study, as if this was his first visit in a great while.
She shoved him away, landing hard on her backside while he careened into the bathroom wall.
She'll be out for a while.
He retreated to the corner and sobbed while she fought the effects of the drug.
While surprised to see him there, she was struck by how well Jake fit in with the other men.
The man in the executioner's hood left while Jilian, the man with midnight hair and eyes, approached.
He ducked into a doorway while Damian shot two more vamps and reappeared, the blueprints on the screen.
He cut her shirt open while it charged and placed the paddles against her chest.
What would sleeping with him while drinking from him be like?
She hesitated while her silver eyes swirled with hypnotic slowness.
She closed her eyes, body on fire as she drank from him while imagining what his mouth could do to the rest of her body.
While afraid, she knew whatever he was, he needed help.
While his form was large enough to be a man the size of Damian's Guardians, his voice was terrified and gravelly, as if he hadn't ever spoken to anyone.
She shook out the sexual energy running through her and turned on a light, not wanting to be alone in the dark while the dead man in her thoughts began to sob once more.
She stood beside Dustin on one side of the entrance while Damian and Claire assumed the other.
Dusty was a stickler for formality from his men, while Jule's hemisphere was far more relaxed.
She fixed her hair while sliding on her shoes.
He shot forward and gathered the woman in his arms while the second woman scrambled to grab the IVs.
They were quiet the remainder of the trip while Sofia dwelled over what she'd seen in Traci's future.
While she couldn't shake the sense of doom that followed her from the visions, she felt more normal, less afraid, at the thought that she'd be rejoining the rest of humanity for a shopping trip with the girls, even if only for a morning.
You have to stay true to your values while destroying something as well.
We both inherited our powers while Dusty was like you, a human meant for something much greater.
Dusty's gaze was on the ground, his smile partially hidden while Jule's amusement was less discreet.
He'd likely be away with Jule for quite a while.
Rainy called to say he'd be there for a while cleaning up the mess.
While he looked dead, he was alive enough for his memories to reach her.
A dark shape moved from the rocks while three more fanned out from the sides.
Darian crouched beside his brother, studying him while emotions flew across his features.
While she didn't yet understand the depths of her new world, she found peace in knowing this was indeed her world, too.
Her gums were irritated, reminding her she hadn't eaten or drunk water in a while.
One smiled coldly, revealing its sharpened teeth, while another was the first to take a step towards her.
What pleasure would it bring if he drank from her while making love to her?
The nip of his fangs at her neck, inner thighs and breasts almost drove her over the edge while his hot tongue and hands explored every part of her.
If Gabriel had killed her while trying to save her, he'd kill the soul in her head, too, the one that damned Deidre to Hell.
It was of his lean body pressing her into the bed while they made love.
He'd sworn to protect her, even while pushing her away.
The images he placed in her mind were of her arching beneath him, crying out his name, while he drank from her.
He alternately let her feed just enough to drive her mad then drank from her, while he commanded her body relentlessly.
Her face warmed at how desperate she'd been for a single drop of him, to feel him inside her while his fangs sank into her neck.
Even while you were killing me.
It raced through her body, lulling her into a strange trance of heightened senses while he drank.
Deals made while the negotiator is distracted or emotional are easier to win, he said.
The knowledge made her want to scream, knowing she'd spent years blindly letting him talk to her like this and encourage her with pretty words, while he ensured the tumor in her head killed her.
I invite them in for tea then steal their souls while they talk about the weather.
His other arm wrapped around her while his breath was hot against her ear.
Patsy, while incarcerated, still had a say in the matter.
There was no time for Cynthia to talk to her husband, who was busy serving breakfast to the late sleepers while she showed Maria, by hand communication, the upstairs chores of Bird Song.
The pair spent the balance of the morning emptying the washing machine and dryer, only to fill them with never-ending loads, while in between clearing dishes, brewing more coffee, and playing the jovial innkeepers.
Paul, who appeared to be the elder brother, was a robust figure who never closed his mouth even while eating.
While Paul was dressed in jeans and a golf shirt, brother Joseph—never "Joe"—sat stiffly in creased slacks and dress shirt.
Ginger, coiffed and styled by the best, looked ready for a fashion photographer's lens while continually rolling her eyes with disdain toward her sister-in-law.
Dean grabbed the near-empty plate, salvaging the few remaining morsels while Pumpkin was searching for more empty pockets to fill as he rose to leave.
While the rush of air in the topless Jeep hindered communication, they usually managed to chatter away in spite of the noise.
Dean tried to comfort her while complying with the officer's request.
He related his tale of woe while enjoying the never-ending pleasure of seeing the woman he loved in various stages of nakedness.
I spotted these on the half-price table while Martha was finding fault with suitcases.
Her mother's been in jail half of Martha's life while the poor kid's been shuffled around God knows where.
They let us go off by ourselves for the whole afternoon while they messed around.
With a swift motion, she sent the combination skyward where tack and bill joined the hundreds of others while she deftly caught the falling quarter to the cheers of the dinners.
While the Deans were pleased that Martha had confided in them about her gruesome discovery, her pending exit remained an ever-present pall that hung over the remainder of the evening like a chilly fog.
Cynthia hibernated to some serious tears while Dean sleepwalked through the daily chores, helped by Maria.
It will do you good to get away from Bird Song for a while.
Cynthia agreed and as if in penance, gathered up plates and coffee cups while Westlake assembled his equipment.
Pumpkin Green returned while Dean was killing the few minutes before he left.
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.
While Dean was fully exonerated from any wrongdoing in the unfortunate affair, either Fitzgerald failed to agree with the determination or simply despised being judged wrong.
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.
While Bird Song fed its guests only breakfast, there was always fresh fruit available and the management triumvirate ate heartily of nature's stores.
While there was a comment that father Joe Calvia hadn't taken the news well, no details were given, and no calls from a hospital emergency room followed.
While Cynthia might not have "come to terms" with her quickly acquired family, she was positively thrilled to announce the wedding to all who'd listen, skirting the impending birth like a ballet dancer, concentrating on lace and promises, even if the color was off-white.
Joseph and Ginger sat, pretending everyone continued to love one another while no doubt plotting their own sneaky revenge.
While Cynthia was proud of her son Randy's athletic achievements, she always saw those abilities as a means to an end—not an end in itself.
The last item on Dean's list of pleasurable activities was punching one if you want this and two if you want that buttons, then sitting on hold while listening to elevator music from some bureaucratic office.
While the entire program was new to him, Dean realized that if he was running for public office, certain obligations were mandatory.
Dean was introduced—as the new sheriff— while Fred winked and the ladies laughed and clapped.
While you guys straighten the business end, I'll just leave this junk here.
They stuck around, pretending to pick up glasses and snack plates while the Dawkins four quarreled, oblivious to their presence.
While he was pleased that Bird Song was starting the day on a pleasant note, the knot in his stomach remained to remind him of their pending trip to the mine.
Who's gonna mind the ship while you folks are poking around in the ground?
While the Deans didn't like to leave Bird Song unattended, occasionally it was unavoidable.
While Dean planned to again call the state agencies in an attempt to run down Martha, he didn't have to wait.
While she'd most likely be out on the job, he'd case the place, now that his detective hat was fitting so well.
The two chatted while Cynthia dried her hands.
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.
While Dean could have officially requested Fitzgerald to pursue the matter, his past experience was beginning to teach Dean when to keep his mouth shut.
While the town was bursting at its seams for tomorrow's holiday, the side street where the Deans' inn was located was peacefully quiet.
While Dean distrusted the Dawkins, given their mutual animosity toward one another, any collective effort on their part—on any project—seemed questionable, if not impossible.
Everybody likes to see a politician knocked on his butt once in a while!
He lost sight of her while trying to find a parking spot.
While he was instantly embarrassed and wore stunned look on his face, he saw no point in denying his activity.
While the walk was less than a half-mile, Ouray's 7,800-foot elevation and the uphill rise caused Dean to quicken his breathing—one more reminder to get in shape.
While Dean felt foolish, he couldn't help feeling a tickle of pleasure as hundreds of people clapped and cheered as they passed.
While Dean enjoyed the spectacle of the exciting contest, he harbored no envy toward its participants.
While the brief conversation was welcome, it left a party's-over void when it ended.
While Jennifer didn't complain, Dean could see her hands gripping the sides of the vehicle tightly as they moved steadily upward.
While everyone heard the same noise, their reactions differed.
The Deans, while making no comment on the discovery, realized this was how someone could have entered the mine and altered their markings while they were inside.
While Dean had briefly touched on his search for Martha's bones at the park that morning, he and Cynthia now repeated the story in greater detail.
While the crow-flies distance across the gaping gorge was only a half-mile, Dean was at least twenty minutes away in driving time.
One member of Mountain Rescue grabbed him under the arms while another unfastened his line, but he shook off their ministrations while he tried to focus on the activity going on around him.
A tow truck had already arrived and its flashing lights competed with a half dozen others while at least a dozen people moved about, with most of their activity directed downward.
The medic tried to examine her but she waved him away, her eyes on Dean all the while.
He sat on a sofa while she settled into a leather rocker where she'd evidently been sitting, as there was a nearly empty pint of vodka on the table next to her.
While Dean remained distressed over the accident, he knew he must concentrate on the Women's Club debate just hours away.
If the trunk didn't get switched while the auctioneer had it, then it must have been swapped back when it was in storage.
Even more disconcerting, while Dean knew a small number of those present, he didn't spot a one of Fred's supportive cronies.
While he smiled, he crossed his fingers that Fred was correct that Maria was legal.
One of Mrs. Worthington's friends taped the debate and Fred and Cynthia listened to it while Dean nursed his ego, and an ale or two, on the front porch.
While Dean had been at odds with the man since their first confrontation last January, it was Fitzge