A few impressions stand out vividly from the first years of my life; but "the shadows of the prison-house are on the rest."
A little memory work might be required, but anyone could count from nineteen to twenty.
A microscopic voice inside warned her to stop, but desire put uncontrolled passion into her response.
A mouse she could handle – literally, but a snake was something different.
A smile was plastered on his dark face, but it didn't reach the smoldering eyes.
A soft breeze carried a faint familiar odor, but it was gone before she could identify it.
A spiked drink might seem harmless, but if a person was taking certain prescription drugs, it could be dangerous.
A wry smile twisted his face, but the eyes softened.
Adrienne expected a sharp response from Mr. Marsh, but he only regarded his wife thoughtfully for a few moments.
Adrienne tried to pull away from Brandon, but he hung on to her defiantly.
Alex had always taken care of his family, but was it irresponsible to assume he always would?
Alex pointed his fork at her and opened his mouth to speak, but Carmen cut him off.
Alex would be upset, but what could she do?
All change is a miracle to contemplate; but it is a miracle which is taking place every instant.
All eyes were on him, but he appeared not to notice.
All right, so he wasn't trying to hide his wealth, but he certainly did try to hide his family.
All that churning of sand and dust disguised their trail to some degree, but nothing could hide the trail of five heavy wagons.
All that was true enough, but remaining bitter about it wasn't going to improve their relationship.
Allen swallowed audibly, but Giddon shifted his focus to Lisa.
Alondra smiled shyly but her eyes shined.
Alright. We'll do it your way... but be careful.
Any excursion there after today would be against his instructions, but what she planned to do there wouldn't exactly be sanctioned anyway.
Asking Len might get better answers, but it also might get Yancey in trouble.
At first she had thought he tried, but there was no missed call – no message.
At forty he was still an attractive man, but a romantic relationship with him was the last thing on her mind.
Benjamin Franklin lived to be a very old man, but he never forgot that lesson.
Both Fritz and Royce laughed, but Davis and Pete glanced sharply at Bordeaux.
Brandon didn't act much different at the apartment, but he always seemed to end up in the chair beside her at the table.
Brandon may have considered his problem "stupid" at the ranch, but it obviously wasn't behind him.
Break every stick of furniture in the house, maybe, but not hit her.
But a lot more complicated for the other two, maybe.
But after Mother died everything changed.
But at least you had my best interest in mind.
But don't let him shut you out.
But don't let that stop you.
But even old Jim has been saying things since we had our accident.
But finals are coming up, and we're likely to be distracted...
But he asked me to leave.
But he locked it before he left.
But he said he was going to finish his schooling.
But he saw the clay on her shirt.
But he was anxious to learn.
But her mouth took control again.
But how could she do that when he was there every day?
But how did you know he wouldn't do something to her to keep his secret.
But I am making a simple statement that life is better now than it has ever been.
But I cannot remember any instance in which this feeling prevented me from repeating the naughtiness when I failed to get what I wanted.
But I don't like the way I've been treating you.
But I felt it for you before we got married.
But I heard you talking to that man in the black suit when I was in the building.
But I know for a fact that the glowing end of a cigarette butt can be seen as far away as an arrow can be shot accurately.
But I think Julie is right about one thing.
But I'm sure they were on another street.
But if he saw her swollen eyes he'd be asking all kinds of questions.
But instead of helping her into the wagon in the same gentlemanly manner, he grabbed her by the collar and waistband and dumped her in the front of the wagon.
But it isn't more comfortable.
But it wasn't real - was it?
But it would have been alright if I had?
But just remember, it's the country that I'm interested in exploring.
But Len didn't know all the facts, and that wasn't fair.
But let's see how things turn out.
But Mertz was good enough for her?
But never mind; something will happen pretty soon.
But no, he had Diablo with him – or did he?
But no, it wasn't proof at all.
But not enough to give up my business.
But people are out here all the time with ATV's, aren't they?
But right or wrong, she isn't his daughter.
But Señor Medena has money...
But Tessa wasn't simply another pretty face.
But that wasn't how the law would see things.
But that's just the point.
But then, he didn't actually say he told her.
But then, he didn't have to travel that many miles to get her alone.
But then, he had made it clear from the start that he didn't want any of them in his life.
But then, I got to thinking how nice it would be if you went along.
But then, if Tessa didn't marry him, why didn't Dulce tell him about the baby?
But then, if you think it's not safe...
But then, it was like him not to reveal his thoughts or concerns – unless the mood hit him.
But then, no one mentioned a child, either.
But then, she had started it by shoving the pillow under her blouse.
But then, the question would be; what distracted her?
But then, there was the package, and the money he wanted back.
But then; he insisted those things were also hers.
But there was no shepherd in Scotland that could have done better than Sirrah did that night.
But there were more important things to think about at the moment.
But this I know, I love to play In the meadow, among the hay-- Up the water, and o'er the lea, That's the way for Billy and me.
But to Julia, she said nothing.
But what you going to do when you have children of your own?
But when she asked Giddon to give Connie his phone number, he looked suspiciously from one of them to the other.
But why didn't you say something to me about all of this before now?
But why do men degenerate ever?
But why wouldn't he want her to see the barn, and why would he build it so far from the house?
But words never came to her lips, only long sobs.
But you didn't invite me.
But you don't believe us.
But you don't have the money.
But you have less than a month to go.
But you haven't been working there all that long.
But you kept trying to take me from them.
But you said... why would you change your name?
But you sent him to get information about Yancey, didn't you?
Carmen glanced at him, but he was still deep in thought.
Carmen had always looked forward to evening when Alex returned from work, but she was doubly relieved for the evening hours now.
Carmen had assumed breast feeding would be a natural thing, but as Matthew lay fussing in her arms, it seemed a major obstacle.
Carmen thought she wanted him to make the decisions, but she wanted to be involved with the process.
Cassie glanced up at him as he moved by her, but he paid her no mind.
Dad thinks it's a real coo, but Mom doesn't much care for the idea.
Deep inside she did feel responsible, but not for Mr. Marsh's death.
Destiny woke several times during the night, but went back to sleep when she saw Carmen was there.
Discontinuity happens, but it is not unpredictable.
Dorothy and Zeb jumped out of the buggy and ran after them, but the Sorcerer remained calmly in his throne.
Dorothy thought he just wiggled one of his drooping ears, but that was all.
Dulce was beautiful, but she would forever be trying to run his life.
Dulce wasn't friendly, but she wasn't hostile either.
Everyone had tried to tell her, but she wouldn't listen.
Exhaustion from the ordeal was taking its toll on Carmen as well, but she tried to stay awake.
Fighting with each other wasn't going to do anything but play into the hands of those instigating the trouble.
Fine, but that's not what I asked.
For a moment she contemplated silence, but what would be the point?
For a moment she wanted to retract the part about being entertainment, but when he spoke she realized it might have been exactly what she needed to say.
For a moment she was too startled to do anything but stand there.
Gerald had to leave, but you met him.
Giddon eyed her long hair thoughtfully, but said nothing.
He called out behind her, but she didn't stop.
He couldn't help but detect her wild pulse.
He did act hesitant about it, but his encouragement sounded sincere.
He did date occasionally, but he didn't appear to be serious about any of the girls.
He didn't comment, but several times that evening she caught him watching her with a reflective expression.
He didn't know her at all, but that was beside the point.
He didn't like a police officer there – or her leaving with him, but what could he say?
He intended it as a joke, but the memory it resurrected was painful.
He is handsome, but I've never met anyone with such moods!
He knew she was not in the chair, but he had no way of knowing she had been to the building.
He looked to be about 25, but he had a 3-year-old daughter.
He might be irritating at times, but he was never boring.
He might not have heard what she said, but he must have heard her speak.
He needed glasses, but he wouldn't admit it.
He never looked directly at her, but the way he held back branches was indication enough that he knew she was there and was thinking of her.
He nodded and she waited, but he never took his eyes off the coffee cup, and remained silent.
He opened his mouth to speak but she interrupted him.
He participated in conversation, but whenever it lagged, he watched her questioningly.
He released her hand, but his eyes still held hers in a hypnotic trance that made her think of Dracula.
He said he felt bad about it, but conceded that Tessa had been less than honest with him on more than one occasion.
He said he would be gone for two days, but didn't say why he was going.
He said no more, but expressed his resignation to cruel fate by a gesture.
He seemed sincere, but it could have been an act.
He shrugged, but didn't respond.
He shrugged, Possibly, but the babies may come early.
He took it harder than I thought he would, but being able to keep Tammy took the edge off it.
He was a good-looking intern, but there simply wasn't a spark between them.
He was certainly mysterious, even a little eccentric, but... what did she know about the business?
He was in his chair, trying to control his curiosity, but she couldn't let it rest at that.
He was making noises like his father was the one he didn't trust, but it wasn't that simple.
He was no greenhorn, but what was he doing in the desert?
He was probably too shocked to think of that yet, but it would come.
He was quiet for a minute and she wondered if he'd given up, but no such luck.
He was respectful of her concerns, but they didn't see eye-to-eye on any of it - except the fact that they both wanted another child.
He was right about the coat, but she wasn't about to go back and get it.
He was still a senior in high school, but how would Mom feel if he lived in a house with three women?
He was willing to admit he was wrong, but he wasn't going to grovel.
He wasn't doing it for anyone but Allen.
He wasn't opposed to having it, but he insisted on sharing it in fair business - and with his wife, more or less.
He won't talk to me, but he isn't slamming anything around.
He'd forget her, but she wouldn't forget him.
He'd like to believe in good and the happy-ever-after, but that innocence could never be retrieved.
He's a big horse, but I couldn't make him carry the two of us in that terrain.
He's a lot like his father - in a LOT of ways, but don't tell him that.
He's gone most of the time, but he doesn't have a job?
He's handsome, mysterious and fills an empty spot... but love?
He's nice too, but he's gone a lot of the time.
He's trying to change, but it isn't easy.
Her cheeks burned, but she eyed him coolly.
Her expression was solemn, but the eyes that regarded Lisa were full of mischief.
Her heart said no, but then there was logic.
Her heart was racing, but she forced innocence into her voice.
His brows lifted, but he still looked confused.
His expression was wary, but he said nothing.
His fist was aimed at her stomach, but she managed to dodge and catch it on her rib cage.
His gaze searched her eyes, but for once apparently found no answer.
His hands might be soft, but he was capable of dealing with whatever came in his direction.
His smile was dry, but his eyes twinkled with mirth.
His tone suggested impatience, but his expression gave no clue as to why.
His voice was harsh, but his expression was all hurt.
His voice was rough, but the arm that encircled her waist held her gently.
I banged on the door, but you didn't answer.
I can understand you not wanting to invest the money for a car, but what's wrong with accepting a ride now and then?
I caught one today, but he got away when his tail broke off.
I could understand why he would be chasing her, but if I'd have known she'd go for a guy older than me...
I dated her a few times, but she was way out of my league.
I did, but apparently that status changed.
I don't know what he wanted, but he certainly put you in a reflective mood.
I don't know what he's doing, but I think it's something illegal.
I don't know what he's up to, but I'm suspicious.
I don't know what the odds are, but I figure god is responsible for both - don't you think?
I don't know what's been bothering you lately, but if I've done something, I wish you would tell me.
I don't mind, but I'd like to know my efforts are appreciated.
I don't think so, but I think he suspects.
I don't want you to lose anything, but you know I'd want to be with you even if we didn't have a dime to our name.
I doubt that... but you never know.
I guess I can be a pill sometimes, but I really do appreciate your concern.
I guess I can't deny that, but in all these years, why hasn't Uncle Fabrice's name come up in a conversation at least once?
I had a beautiful black once, but I had to sell it.
I had already searched for the name Yancey Giddon, but found nothing.
I hate to dispute you, but I'm not miserable.
I have his name, but he is not my father.
I have let her do this, but now I tell her she must be respectful.
I keep telling him that as long as he gives her money, she'll never get out of trouble, but he just says she's the only sister he has and he has the money.
I keep warning you about the wild life, but you have to learn for yourself, don't you?
I knew he and Lisa had dated for a long time, and I knew they had a falling out, but I never thought he'd try to hurt her physically.
I know I could get mugged, but that could happen in the hospital parking lot if I was driving a car.
I know I'm mostly to blame for last night, but I'm not here to entertain you.
I know it still galls you that he was willing to help pay for your college education, but not Katie's.
I know you're trying to stay fashionably thin, but the truth is...
I know, but he makes the decisions.
I know, but now Alex is sick.
I know, sweetheart, and that is a comfort, but it won't be that bad.
I know, we've been all through this before - but I still don't understand.
I let our stupid house rules stand between us for a long time, but I was the one who finally broke them.
I looked up Andy Gordon and found lots of pictures of his paintings, but no pictures of him, and very little information about him.
I may be footing the bill, but you're working for Mom, not me.
I saw you, but I must have misjudged the distance.
I suppose so, but I thought I could work it out.
I thought about it, but now that we're here, it all seems kind of stupid.
I told her we had house rules; no hanky-panky, but she didn't believe me.
I tried hard to teach her my sign language, but she was dull and inattentive.
I wanted to stay, but I thought you wanted to be alone with your mother.
I would have thought a gender oriented decision would upset you, but you seem to be on his side.
I'd like to, but if it's too much trouble...
I'll find out, anyway, but you could save us both some time if you tell me now.
I'll take their stupid pills, but I'm going to eat what I like.
I'll try not to get in the way, but everyone deserves a little time to themselves.
I'm glad you came, but I'm sorry to put you to the trouble.
I'm not all that secretive, but you were the one who kept telling me that if he wanted you to know, he'd tell you.
I'm not sure, but I think it's going to be fun finding out.
I'm sorry I kept you waiting, but Tessa had nothing to do with it.
I'm sorry you're unhappy with my questions, but I need to know why you suddenly needed a girl after going five years without any.
I've kept my identity hidden for five years now, but I knew deep down inside that it couldn't last forever.
If he was guilty, he probably deserved it, but is family didn't.
If it had been anyone else, I would have accepted that, but she liked to control people.
If it were any other man, she might think it was sexual frustration, but Brandon didn't appear to be interested in any of them.
If it's something we simply can't afford, that's one thing, but we should be encouraging things like this, Alex.
In business transactions Alex was frugal with his money, but when it came to his family, he was generous.
In the weeks that followed, she was careful to restrict her forays to walks down the drive, but she was getting restless.
It couldn't have been more than a few seconds, but it seemed much longer.
It doesn't matter to me one way or another, but I wish you would at least make an effort at seeing his side of it.
It is a beautiful day, but yesterday it was cold.
It is to solve some of the problems of life, not only theoretically, but practically.
It looked cool and casual, but not provocative.
It may take a few minutes, but he'll catch on.
It should be done now, but... maybe an hour?
It sounds good, but I'm supposed to meet Connie at noon.
It was a foolish thing to say, given the circumstances, but she was up to her eyeballs with this lingering bad mood.
It was a soft kiss, not demanding but more inquisitive.
It was beautiful in winter, but it would be much more so when the trees gained color.
It was difficult to believe that Connie would tell Allen, knowing his weakness for alcohol, but how else would he have known?
It was going to be nice having nothing to do but enjoy their little family for the next two weeks.
It was hard to explain how her beauty was different than so many others, but it was.
It was hard to picture him involved with anything illegal... but why?
It was hard to tell, but there were no trees ahead, so it must be the clearing.
It was intended as a short kiss, but it didn't work out that way.
It was intended to encourage her, but it was more a distraction.
It was no surprise that Julia thought so, but it hurt to have Rachel say so.
It was possible after all - but was it moral?
It was something she had smelled at the University ... but when and where?
It was too dark to see his expression, but it was obvious he was watching her.
It was wrong, but somehow noble.
It wasn't something she was looking forward to, but it might be helpful.
It wasn't true, and Len wasn't buying it, but he said nothing.
It would have been humiliating if anyone had noticed, but no one seemed to pay much attention – probably because so many others were also drinking.
It'll make things tough, but it's only a few months.
It's a little early, but twins tend to have their own schedule.
It's kind of small, but the rent isn't too bad, and it'll be available by then.
Katie had been telling him that for years, but he hadn't seen it until now.
Life sometimes got in the way of their goals, but they learned to be resilient.
Lisa filled a cup for each of them, but Yancey wasn't interested.
Lisa glanced down the hallway, but Yancey was still in Tammy's room.
Lisa had time between when Howard left and Giddon arrived to call the police, but she didn't.
Lisa hesitated, afraid of blundering further, but why did he need a sitter when his mother lived in the house?
Lisa started to rise from her chair, but Giddon was faster.
Makeup was something she rarely wore, but she did have some.
Matthew had thick black hair, but Natalie's was blonde.
Maybe friends didn't let friends drive drunk, but how did they stop them when there were so many?
Maybe he didn't like to walk, but he was certainly good at it – and capable of stealth.
Maybe he wasn't a saddle bum, but only a greenhorn would think he could live off the barren land that surrounded them.
Maybe it was anger that prompted him to make the remark about her spending his money, but he never apologized about it specifically.
Maybe it was good for them - I don't know, but I don't think it's going to be good for you - or Alex.
Maybe it was the emotional high they were feeling because of the babies, but something seemed to have shifted their foundation.
Maybe not, but it would have made a difference if I had known how you felt.
Maybe she couldn't make the ugly beast go away completely, but she had learned to control it.
Maybe so, but there have been many people attacked by bears - mostly black bears.
Maybe so, but what does she eat?
Maybe there was nothing going on, but gut instinct said there was a story here – something big.
Maybe they had, but what choice did they have?
Maybe, but how else would you explain things like this?
Money would be tight, but they could manage.
Mr. Marsh was the undisputed king of the castle, but he obviously acknowledged his wife as the queen.
Neither did she, but she wasn't claiming that they were hers, either.
No one was in sight when she reached the building, but the door was open.
No one was in the kitchen, but a note from Sarah explained that she and Tammy had gone to town shopping again.
No, but I sure feel relieved, don't you?
No, but she did say he visited you.
No, he didn't see, but what did it matter?
No, it's no one my family knew but I think the change will be good for me.
No, she wasn't sure, but that didn't seem to matter.
No. But if I were trying to defend my honor, you'd be the one I would choose to take up there.
No. I'm not saying it didn't happen, but I don't remember.
No. Well yes, but so were other people.
Nobody wanted this to happen, but don't let his death be a complete loss.
Not in so many words, but it says women shouldn't dress in men's clothing.
Not only was Pierre's attempt to speak unsuccessful, but he was rudely interrupted, pushed aside, and people turned away from him as from a common enemy.
Nurses came into the room off and on all night to check on Destiny, but she continued to sleep.
Of course she loved him, but somewhere inside she still cringed at that sinful word.
Of course you are, but...
Of course, but most people prefer the carpet.
Of course, it could happen, but it simply didn't fit his character.
Of course, she could call Connie, but Yancey's conversation on the phone was fresh in her memory.
Of course, she didn't leap cars with motorcycles or sky dive, but in retrospect, she had always been attracted to danger – at least to some degree.
Of course, there was always the possibility that she had come up with the idea of distracting Spenser, but he found that hard to believe.
Of course, we still had Old Charlie, but he wasn't much account.
Once she asked for daddy, but went back to sleep when Carmen told her he was asleep.
One was an electric bill, but the other was addressed to Sharon Dobson, Brownsville, Texas.
Partly because of the way he worded things, but mostly because he tried to mask his emotions - like Alex.
Possibly not, but that was the end result.
Probably, but I wouldn't be working off that cake and ice cream, either.
Sarah and Giddon both seemed content with the arrangement, but she felt guilty about the money she earned... or didn't earn.
Sarah couldn't understand her desire to be alone, but she accepted it.
Seducing him was something she thought would be difficult, but it was actually enjoyable.
Señor Medena's gaze was stern, but his voice was calm.
She could wear men's clothes and crack that whip all she wanted, but she was still a woman at heart - and he knew it.
She darted around him and ran for the door, but he caught her half way.
She did feel betrayed by Howard, but not by Yancey.
She didn't look back, but his muffled curse chased after her.
She didn't want to believe he was doing something like that, but it was fresh on her mind that the unthinkable actually does happen.
She felt deceitful pumping Mrs. Marsh for information about Brandon's plans, but it was the perfect opportunity.
She glanced at his face, but it betrayed no emotion.
She glanced up at Yancey, but he gave no indication he might give her any privacy.
She had come prepared for such an emergency, but any delay might prove embarrassing.
She had rehearsed her script earlier, but now the words evaded her.
She hesitated a moment, wanting to tell him, but thinking she would be betraying Yancey if she did so.
She increased her pace, but a hand grabbed her arm.
She knew some students like that, but none would be found in their apartment.
She knows men are attracted to her beauty, but she doesn't realize it's merely what gets them to her door.
She looked over the car and expressed her approval, but her mind was consumed with guilt.
She met his gaze defiantly for a moment longer, but he made no attempt to argue.
She might be getting over him, but the idea of running into him in town was particularly disturbing.
She might have lost the baby anyway, but the way he treated her couldn't have helped.
She needed to talk to him, but not here in front of the owner.
She noted the worn but relatively new clothes that clung to his lean frame.
She objected at first, but finally submitted.
She reached the door and looked back, expecting to find him right behind her, but he wasn't.
She replaced the checkbook and started to close the drawer, but a thick envelope caught her attention.
She said he had kicked her out, but refused to say why.
She said nothing, but when they entered the kitchen to find Len sitting at the table, his expression was wary.
She scanned the room, but didn't spot him.
She searched around for a landmark that could be seen over the trees, but nothing was tall enough.
She should wash them, but there wasn't time.
She showered and changed into her new nightgown, but Alex was still downstairs when she crawled into bed.
She stared at him, but he didn't look at her.
She stared up at his face, but he ignored her.
She started for the door again, but he caught her arm.
She started to shut the door, but he had the storm door open and his foot in the door before she could react.
She stepped away from him, but he grabbed one arm, turning her around to face him.
She thought he was outside, but obviously he was near.
She told him about everything but the kiss.
She told me she thought she loved Giddon, but at the same time she was having Howard investigate him.
She tried to feign innocence but her eyes were probably full of mischief instead.
She tried to keep up with him, but her legs ached from the unfamiliar exercise.
She tried to push away from him but his embrace was too strong.
She tried to scream, but no sound came out.
She tried to slip by quietly, but he glanced up as she passed.
She tried to step around him, but he stopped her with an iron grip on her arm.
She turned and started for the door, but his hand gripped her arm again.
She turned the knob, but the door didn't open.
She waited for an explanation, but he rode on in silence.
She waited for him to release her, but his lips moved across her cheek and down her neck with soft caressing kisses.
She waited until Yancey came back in, but he only locked the door to the office and left, closing the door to the building.
She wanted to ask him how long he would stay at the ranch, but she couldn't think of a way to word the question that didn't sound insensitive.
She wanted to tell him how much she missed him - how much she wished he was there, but he might jump in the truck and travel dangerous highways.
She was facing Len, but kept Yancey in view.
She was going to say that the bitter note in her tone was for someone who had betrayed her, but the whole world didn't need to know about their shame.
She was having a hard time of it, but she was breathing.
She was jealous of Dulce, but she had no reason to be.
She was only a month into two years old, but she was big for her age.
She was right, of course, but having mama stand there watching her suffer was just as upsetting for Destiny.
She was spoiling the men, but her decision to start home from Ashley was going to leave them in the lurch.
She was tempted to try, but both he and Sarah would probably be watching.
She was the middle of two sisters, but Mom fussed over their baby brother.
She's got a sharp tongue, but she could make shoe soles taste like fine steak.
Sleep came slowly, but waking up was instant.
Sleep seemed unlikely, but it must have happened shortly after her head hit the pillow.
Sleuthing mostly, but it didn't take me long to realize that most people give a lot away if you listen and observe profoundly.
Some might call it luck, but she knew better.
Some of the letters in the name were backward, but the date was clearly 1872.
Someone will have to pick her up at the airport, but she can stay with Jonathan at the house.
Sorry, but I have my own troubles.
Spencer was nearly ten years older than her, but maybe she liked older men.
Such a pleasant day and evening should have ended with a restful night and happy dreams, but it didn't.
Suppressing the urge to laugh wasn't easy, but she managed it.
Sure she was thin, but it wasn't a deliberate condition.
Sure, but don't you get tired of it?
Sure, he said her lifestyle appealed to him, but was that because it was something new?
Sure, he was good looking, but looks weren't everything.
Sure, he'd had some rough times, but she had never done anything to make him think she would be unfaithful.
Sure, I'd love to go explore the woods with you, but let's forget about my legs.
Sure, she could be mule headed, and sometimes she was moody, but was she that bad?
Sure, they had spent more time wandering on the ranch, but that was only because Brandon wanted to get her alone.
Sure, they needed to clear the air about the inheritance issue, but that wasn't enough for Carmen.
Surely Sarah and Tammy weren't involved, but did they know?
Sweets usually made her thirstier - but it was wet.
Talking with Fritz was better than nothing, but this young man had an unusual way of thinking.
Tammy could swim almost as well as Lisa, but Sarah couldn't swim at all, confessing unabashed that she was afraid of the water.
Tears filled her eyes, but she forced the water fight at her car into her mind to push out the other.
Thanks, but I can take care of myself.
Thanks, but I did all this by myself until you came along.
Thanks, but I'd rather go alone.
That explains how you treated Katie, but what about Felipa and Alondra - and even Dulce?
That might be true, but none of it explained his kiss.
That she doubted, but his tone was confident.
That should have been no big surprise, but Carmen would have thought he would welcome the idea of a willing heir.
That wasn't the point she was trying to make, but maybe a man would never understand what she was talking about.
That's right, but not until Sunday.
The answer surprised her, but for some reason she was sure he wouldn't hit her.
The braids not only held it out of her eyes, but thinned the bottom part down enough that it would lay loose across her shoulders and down her back without frizzing.
The carpenters tried to keep the dust level down, but it was impossible to avoid all of it.
The Christmas tree could only be seen from the back of the house, but that didn't matter.
The conversation obviously upset Yancey, but he didn't seem to be concerned that a stranger was listening.
The destination of the path remained a burning mystery, but Tammy innocently tossed fuel on the flames with a chance comment one day while they were watching television.
The few freckles she had were magnified, but the dark circles under her eyes were a surprise.
The gray eyes held a glint of something more than humor, but his lips twisted into a satirical smile.
The idea of talking to her again was unsettling enough, but to tell her something like this?
The kiss started out playful, but passion put an end to that.
The logical thing to do was leave, but she had a good job and she wasn't sure there was anything untoward going on.
The medication they were giving her to clear up the congestion in her lungs was making her sleep a lot, but they thought that was better than having her upset all the time.
The nausea persisted for a while, but was eventually lost in sleep.
The nights were still cold into April, but the temperature climbed into the 60's during the day.
The old house groaned with each gust of wind, but it felt like a happy house.
The porcelain clock on the wall proclaimed the time as ten minutes until twelve, but it didn't seem that late.
The prince answered nothing, but she looked at him significantly, awaiting a reply.
The realization came slow and late, but clear.
The restaurant was one that she had heard of, but couldn't afford to enjoy.
The ride back was quiet, but the silence was a comfortable one, only becoming awkward when they reached the door of his house.
The riders were a blur in the heat waves, but she was sure one was Pete.
The sheetrock was up and mudded, but not painted.
The window was barely large enough for her to pass through, but she might be able to get out that way.
Their kisses were usually shared after dark, but as the season progressed, that was getting later in the evening.
Their relationship was growing, but finding a place to cuddle was nearly impossible.
Then he turned away and rubbed the back of his neck in that way he did when he knew he was wrong but wasn't sure why.
There might be a thousand explanations for what she had witnessed, but only one came to mind.
There was a position open at a private home, but the salary had to be wrong.
There was little point in denying her attraction, but he'd best learn to keep his distance.
There was only one way to find out... well, maybe two, but asking Sarah or Giddon was probably wasted effort.
They did not seem frightened, but chirped softly, as if they knew they were safe.
They might have considered her an innocent bystander in her relationship with Allen, but being on the sideline again would, at minimum, make them suspicious.
They were home but still playing love tag at night.
To her right was a blackberry thicket laden with berries – mostly red, but some dark.
To many creatures there is in this sense but one necessary of life, Food.
Under other circumstances, she might have enjoyed having the upper hand, but right now she didn't feel much like playing games.
Unhurt, she would have no fear of wandering around to find her way, but her injury prevented any exploration.
We have some cold days, but mostly it is warm.
We needed the car fixed so I had no choice but to pay the huge amount the repair shop was asking.
We were sadly in the way, but that did not interfere with our pleasure in the least.
Well, he has a home office and he goes there pretty often, but I can't figure out what he's doing.
Well, yes I do, but I don't know why I gave in to temptation at a time like that.
What could he do about it but lose more sleep?
What she expected to see when she turned was Sarah's white Plymouth, but the car that stopped before the house was Allen's red Eagle Talon.
What was going on behind those fantastic eyes, she couldn't say, but Pete's jaw must have dropped a mile.
When Alex approached Carmen about giving Tessa some money, she said it was up to him, but keep in mind that the issue could have been something like drugs.
When he opened the glove box, I was sure he'd come out with a gun, but he had a little tablet instead.
When it finally came back to her, the frown was still there, but his expression was cognitive.
When she spotted Carmen, her eyes widened, but she kept walking.
Who would have known that but Connie?
Why go through all that pain again, when she had almost succeeded in putting him in the past - almost, but not quite.
With the exception of the trail, of course, but he never appeared to be in any hurry – coming or going there.
Yancey moved away from the wall and reached for the phone, but she glared up at him, hugging the receiver to her chest.
Yancey wasn't back yet when she left, but she didn't need his approval.
Yeah, my nose is too big and my face is full of freckles, but my hair looks great.
Yes, but I don't have time.
Yes, but this is park land.
You always liked living on the edge, but you've never been so impulsive.
You answer me, but you don't hear me.
You can sit up, but you have to stay in there.
You didn't say a word to your father, but you snarled at me as though I did something wrong.
You don't do anything but sit around and stare.
You go ahead, but be careful.
You have to stay in here, but Mommy will hug you.
You know you love each other, but you aren't about to admit it.
You take time to think about a date, but I want to take you out tomorrow to look at engagement rings.
You want me to think of all this as ours, but how can I when you insist that the problems are all yours?
You're a mighty fine cook, but it isn't safe out here for a woman.
You're probably not used to eating like this, but when you're cooking for men...
You're so nice, but I hate to impose.
You're supposed to be taking care of me, but that isn't realistic 100% of the time, is it?
You've got a good job as a middle man, but don't let it go to your head.
You've got something planned this weekend, but what about Wednesday night?
Your concern is touching, but I know I can rely on my friends here in the wagon.