A friend, certainly, but their relationship was also romantic so best friend didn't seem like a good description.
A poor person with a six-year-old car today has more wealth than a poor person with a six-year-old car did back in 1911, for the simple reason that cars are so much better now.
A simple shake of the head obviously didn't satisfy him.
A smile was plastered on his dark face, but it didn't reach the smoldering eyes.
A touch of humor lurked in Señor Medena's dark eyes, but he continued as if he didn't notice.
Actually, she didn't know that.
After that Princess Mary did not see her father for a whole week.
Alex didn't know about her fear of flying and she'd just as soon he didn't learn.
Alex didn't like any kind of discord, which generally meant that she shouldn't contest anything he said or did.
Alex didn't like highly spiced food, so she decided to bake Cornish game hens for the base of the meal.
Alex told her to call him back if she didn't give birth in an hour.
Alex was secretive and he did like to be in control.
All he could do was cross strains of wheat, much in the same fashion as Gregor Mendel did in the 1800s.
All right, so he wasn't trying to hide his wealth, but he certainly did try to hide his family.
Allen didn't do drugs either – as far as she knew.
And having got rid of this young man who did not know how to behave, she resumed her duties as hostess and continued to listen and watch, ready to help at any point where the conversation might happen to flag.
And if I did, I wouldn't tell the likes of you.
And not only was Napoleon not afraid to extend his line, but he welcomed every step forward as a triumph and did not seek battle as eagerly as in former campaigns, but very lazily.
And that was the way it did happen.
And what did she know about him?
And when I... hugged you... you didn't seem to mind at first.
And why did you say that?
And why didn't he introduce her?
And yet, didn't clinical words like selective reduction and gestational carrier mask the facts?
And you didn't pick them?
Announcing that she was mailing a letter didn't seem wise, so she walked down to the mailbox.
Anyway, I was lucky it was a low cliff and that Yancey found me before a bear did.
Apparently he did a lot of walking.
Apparently the horse knew the rider meant business, because it didn't act up again.
Are you blaming a little boy for what his mother did?
As a matter of fact, I did.
As he walked away, her stomach did a flip-flop.
As it turned out, Señor Medena had the same perspective on the situation as Carmen did.
As long as she didn't wind up at that building, her safety was of no real concern.
As the nation grew, so did what came to be called the American Dream.
At least he didn't appear to be drunk.
At worst... she didn't want to think about that.
But as we grew up, reality set in that market forces did not allow those activities to pay enough to support us, so at some point we all figured out we had to "earn a living."
But even that did not satisfy the Princess.
But he did not wish the little girl to think him a coward, so he advanced slowly to the edge of the roof.
But how did you know he wouldn't do something to her to keep his secret.
But I did not find out the secret for several years.
But in the corner, almost hidden from his fellows, one poor man was sitting who did not enjoy the singing.
But no, he had Diablo with him – or did he?
But then, a party didn't seem like something Señor Medena would plan.
But then, he didn't actually say he told her.
But then, if Tessa didn't marry him, why didn't Dulce tell him about the baby?
But why didn't you say something to me about all of this before now?
But you didn't invite me.
But you sent him to get information about Yancey, didn't you?
But your father didn't kiss me, and Josh didn't...
Carmen assigned responsibility for that to herself because she didn't notice early enough that Destiny was sick.
Carmen continued wrapping gifts and didn't comment.
Carmen glanced at Alex and did a double take.
Carmen glanced at Alex, but he either didn't notice her attention, or he was avoiding her eyes.
Carmen rubbed her sore neck and searched the room for Alex again, but didn't find him.
Certainly she wanted to feel special to Alex - and did.
Christmas was only a few days away, and yet it didn't seem like Christmas.
Connie immediately assured her that the Giddon's wouldn't be shelling out the money if they didn't think she was earning it.
Connie still didn't know about her car.
Connie would have told Len about the fact that Yancey didn't want to give her his phone number.
Covered all the bases, did you?
Destiny didn't need her at the moment.
Destiny probably wouldn't wake before they returned, and even if she did, Señor Medena would keep her occupied.
Did Alex know Katie carried this burden?
Did Connie tell Allen where to find me?
Did he have business with Yancey?
Did he have reddish-brown hair, and did he ride a gray horse?
Did he know she had spied on them?
Did he know she was attracted to him?
Did he marry Valorie for love, or because she found out about his business?
Did he overhear her conversation with Connie?
Did he say what he wanted?
Did he suspect that she was beginning to feel more for him than simple friendship?
Did he think that it would keep her silent?
Did he want to move out of the apartment?
Did I ever tell you that you're the most handsome man I've ever seen?
Did I give Jonathan his fair share of attention?
Did it ever occur to you that I came out here to see someone else?
Did she actually look that bad?
Did she ever regret going back to her husband?
Did she think Giddon had other reasons for bringing a young girl into the house?
Did Valorie discover that Yancey was involved with drugs?
Did you call my accountant?
Did you get her car off the cliff, dear?
Did you know that the female gender had a guardian?
Did you need time away from me?
Did you tell him how it makes you feel?
Didn't he know that the more he didn't want her to see it, the more she wanted to see what it was?
Didn't I tell you it was dangerous to be alone?
Didn't you have any idea how he felt about you?
Didn't you see me when you walked by?
Everyone relaxed and the conversation did a one-eighty.
Everyone waited, so emphatically and eagerly did he demand their attention to his story.
Felipa didn't seem to notice anything unusual in his attitude, so maybe he had always treated them that way.
For a moment the boy did not know what he meant by this question.
For some reason that didn't seem likely.
For the most part, the work she did for the Giddon family was little more than she would have done at home - with the exception that at home she probably would have made a sandwich instead of a meal.
Fried chicken, gravy, biscuits - did they eat like this all the time?
God is punishing my daughter for what you did.
Had they decided they didn't want her bored and inquisitive?
He called out behind her, but she didn't stop.
He continued as if he didn't hear.
He did a lot of researching before he talked to me.
He did act hesitant about it, but his encouragement sounded sincere.
He did ask if she could talk.
He did date occasionally, but he didn't appear to be serious about any of the girls.
He did not know whether he should take the right-hand fork or the left-hand.
He did save your life, you know.
He didn't act concerned when she told him she had looked at them - not until she questioned the source.
He didn't bring it up again - not even when Jonathan was unable to get his short arm into a comfortable position to play the guitar.
He didn't care if she got cold.
He didn't comment, but several times that evening she caught him watching her with a reflective expression.
He didn't have to bring her here at all.
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 didn't look at her when she walked through.
He didn't look like a rich man, but then, what did a rich man look like?
He didn't need any preconceived ideas about his little brother or sister.
He didn't need any tips on the art of romancing.
He didn't really get the chance.
He didn't respond, and she thought it best to direct her energy to walking rather than talking.
He didn't say and I didn't ask.
He didn't succeed in gaining custody.
He didn't tell her about the money because it would lead to questions - both about the money and the fact that he had been hiding it from her.
He didn't want anything to do with them, so they didn't exist.
He didn't want to go and he had made no effort to get along with his father.
He didn't want to go, so maybe this was his expression of resistance.
He had access to his part much earlier than I did, so he was able to make some investments that really paid off.
He had become far too familiar and apparently assumed a relationship that didn't exist.
He knew that all the intellectual lights of Petersburg were gathered there and, like a child in a toyshop, did not know which way to look, afraid of missing any clever conversation that was to be heard.
He said he would be gone for two days, but didn't say why he was going.
He shrugged, but didn't respond.
He was certainly mysterious, even a little eccentric, but... what did she know about the business?
He was helping, even if he did so grudgingly.
He was ill and did not leave his study.
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 would simply evade the question - like he did in Texas.
He would want to know, yet if he did, he might try to drive in on icy highways.
He'd feel sorry for her and she didn't want that.
Helene was so lovely that not only did she not show any trace of coquetry, but on the contrary she even appeared shy of her unquestionable and all too victorious beauty.
Her face felt hot and cold by turns and she didn't have enough saliva to swallow.
Her soft touch did more than erase the worry from his brow.
Her spirits did a roller coaster as she desperately watched his retreating back, and then comprehended his words.
His attention was on some children playing in the park across the street, so he didn't immediately see her.
His attitude toward her did an about face so obvious that even Jonathan noticed.
His voice sounded restrained, but she didn't respond.
His words were comforting, even if they didn't resolve her concerns.
Hopefully her voice didn't sound as unsteady to him as it did to her.
How did having a son become a financial issue?
How did he know she was getting her car today?
How did you know Allen was looking for me?
How did you know I was here.
How did you know where I was working?
How did you know where to find me?
How did you know you loved him?
How did you unravel all that?
How long ago did this happen?
How much money did Alex have?
How... did he... know I... was here?
I banged on the door, but you didn't answer.
I base that expectation in part on the fact that today, many of us already live in more comfort than the richest king in the world did two hundred years ago.
I can't imagine why he didn't tell us his friend was a pretty girl.
I did and I thought he was going to bite my head off.
I did not mean to hurt you.
I did not take your Dad away.
I did not then know why Belle acted in this way; but I knew she was not doing as I wished.
I did, but apparently that status changed.
I didn't ask about his family tree.
I didn't bring anything formal.
I didn't have any idea he'd do this to you.
I didn't have much of an idea about the cost of raising children then, either.
I didn't know it would be like this.
I didn't know what to tell you until then.
I didn't know you all would be up so early.
I didn't know you expected a gold-engraved invitation.
I didn't know you felt that way.
I didn't know you liked that sort of thing.
I didn't know you were . .
I didn't know you were awake.
I didn't mean to be so disrespectful.
I didn't mean to make you late for your appointment.
I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable.
I didn't mean to offend you.
I didn't mean to scare you.
I didn't mean to yell at you, but you nearly scared me to death.
I didn't realize what a mess it was.
I didn't realize you felt that way.
I didn't see the girl at the pool.
I didn't tell Howard or anyone else anything about you.
I didn't tell you to send Allen.
I didn't think about how it might affect you if I got hurt out there.
I didn't think I had a chance of getting someone like you to sit for me.
I didn't think I would ever meet you.
I didn't think I would feel this way.
I didn't want to get emotionally involved with anyone.
I didn't want to tell you this on the phone.
I didn't want you to see the painting until it was done.
I don't know why she didn't ask for it before - or why she didn't tell me about the baby.
I don't like publicity and I didn't want to subject my family to it either.
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 graduated two years ahead of her and didn't keep in touch.
I guess I didn't at first.
I guess it was storming so bad that they didn't see or hear the train.
I guess we both had a change of heart, didn't we?
I had connections no one else did.
I had noticed that my mother and my friends did not use signs as I did when they wanted anything done, but talked with their mouths.
I hope you didn't do that on my account.
I just didn't think ahead.
I mean, that they didn't feel this way all the time.
I said I didn't plan to let you leave.
I simply didn't want your mother to feel uncomfortable.
I thought maybe we could get a van, but I didn't know if we could afford it.
I thought you didn't judge people by their pocketbooks.
I told her we had house rules; no hanky-panky, but she didn't believe me.
I told him I didn't know anything and he tried to strangle me.
I told Julia and Rachel that I'd come back if I didn't find you here.
I tried to call you on your cell phone, but I didn't get an answer.
I trusted you with that information and you gave it to the one person she didn't want to know.
I'm surprised she didn't figure that one out right away.
If Connie didn't tell Allen where to find her, who did?
If he didn't love you, he wouldn't care.
If he knew who Alex really was, he probably knew more than Alex did.
If he thought Alex was warming to him, he saw more than she did.
If he was angry, he certainly wasn't acting like he usually did.
If he was coming down with a cold, he needed rest - and Destiny didn't need to be exposed to it.
If he was guilty, he probably deserved it, but is family didn't.
If he was on the road, he didn't need to be distracted.
If his family had lived in the United States for centuries, why didn't they learn to speak proper English?
If Howard hadn't come along when he did, Allen might have killed you.
If I did, I wouldn't be bringing you back here.
If it was so dangerous out there in the woods, why did Giddon feel so safe?
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 she had asked about the building when we passed it, I might have figured she had never seen it, but she pretended she didn't notice.
If she was, I didn't know about it.
If somebody outside your village knew something, it did not matter; for you, it did not exist.
If they wanted what he and Carmen had, why didn't they go out and find it?
If you feel that way, why did you come all the way out here to see me?
Imagine if all the people with boring, dead-end machine jobs were told they never had to work another day in their life at a job they did not like.
In any case, Yancey didn't seem to be all that determined to avoid a relationship.
In fact, he'd probably be horrified to know he slipped and did it now.
In fact, maybe he didn't know her very well.
In fact, that was a good way to make sure he didn't.
In fact, until the death of her family, she rarely ever dreamed – or at least didn't remember them.
In the first place, he didn't consider this home.
In the sea of faces, she didn't see Alex.
It did cross my mind that Mertz might have something to worry about, though.
It did not try to bite or scratch.
It didn't take long for him to get home, and when he came in from the garage, he went directly to his gun cabinet and took out a rifle.
It didn't take long for Lisa to adjust to her new job.
It made a safe ball that didn't go far, which was perfect for Destiny.
It probably looked better for him, anyway, as he didn't have a date.
It was a good thing they didn't change after church, because everyone at the table was dressed as if going to church.
It was a risk that didn't pay off.
It was a total mystery to her why Len and Howard couldn't light a fire in her the way Yancey did.
It was Alex who talked her into the IVF, but what did it matter?
It was all so fast that she didn't have time to think.
It was as if she were talking about someone she didn't know.
It was Connie's turn to stare, and she did so in disbelief.
It was hard to say whether Alex was withholding facts so she couldn't contest his decisions or simply because he thought she did not need to know.
It was intended as a short kiss, but it didn't work out that way.
It was only two thirty in the afternoon, but she didn't want to go back to sleep.
It was ridiculous... and exciting... bold and impulsive - everything she didn't want to be.
It was the first time she didn't blush.
It was true, and it brought color to his neck, but he didn't comment.
It was true, she didn't know him.
It wasn't as if she had any part in becoming that way, nor did it make her a better person.
Jonathan and I did the chores.
Katie said she should confront him when he did that - tell him how it made her feel.
Len said he didn't say anything either.
Len was eyeing Yancey's car and didn't see them until they stepped out the door.
Len, if I didn't know better, I'd think you were jealous.
Lisa did the best she could to draw a map on the small piece of paper.
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 said that when she was choking, you stood by and did nothing.
Lisa seemed to fear him more than she did Giddon.
Lisa turned her face away and hoped Tammy didn't notice her shoulders shaking as she laughed silently.
Long afterward James Hogg said, "I never felt so grateful to any creature below the sun as I did to Sirrah that morning."
Makeup was something she rarely wore, but she did have some.
Maybe friends didn't let friends drive drunk, but how did they stop them when there were so many?
Maybe he didn't know what to do, or that she needed help.
Maybe he didn't like competition.
Maybe he didn't like to walk, but he was certainly good at it – and capable of stealth.
Maybe he didn't realize how bad it was.
Maybe he didn't want a permanent relationship.
Maybe he had more information he didn't want to give over the phone with Yancey listening.
Maybe if he saw that she didn't go near the building, he would relax his guard.
Maybe she didn't know him as well as she thought she did.
Maybe the mother and sister didn't exist.
Maybe they had, but what choice did they have?
Mertz said she told him she didn't know who Yancey was or what he did.
No doubt he didn't like being reminded that her dream could only be achieved by unnatural methods.
No one did, because the Mangaboos did not wear hats, and Zeb had lost his, somehow, in his flight through the air.
No wonder Dulce didn't want to let go of him.
No wonder he didn't ask her to leave.
No wonder he didn't see the light.
No, but she did say he visited you.
No, she wasn't sure, but that didn't seem to matter.
Nor did he say anything when she exchanged the guitar for a violin and paid for lessons.
Not now implied later, but that didn't feel comfortable either.
Not once did he look in their direction.
Not that the idea didn't have some appeal.
Obviously he didn't actually believe that.
Obviously it wasn't something he often did.
Of course - and he wanted to be there as much as she did.
Of course I did not know what it was all about, but I enjoyed the pleasant odours that filled the house and the tidbits that were given to Martha Washington and me to keep us quiet.
Of course, it could happen, but it simply didn't fit his character.
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, that didn't mean he wasn't involved.
Of course, that didn't mean much.
Of course, they didn't have the same mother, either.
Of course, to an extent, she did.
Oh my, you're fortunate the car didn't go over the edge with you in it!
Oh, and we were whispering so you knew we were talking, but you didn't know what we were saying.
Once he was seated and started the engine, she thanked him, but he didn't respond.
Probably because he didn't know how to handle the situation - and Alex always wanted to be in control.
Right now she'd like to kiss those smooth lips - and she might if she didn't know where they'd been last.
Sarah and Giddon both seemed content with the arrangement, but she felt guilty about the money she earned... or didn't earn.
She certainly didn't feel any different.
She changed into a sleeveless blouse and shorts, wondering as she did so if he would object to the shorts.
She did say he was temperamental, Connie said.
She didn't act like she was afraid of him.
She didn't know anything about what he was doing.
She didn't like putting her mother's old China in the dishwasher.
She didn't look at Yancey when they left.
She didn't look back, but his muffled curse chased after her.
She didn't mention the conversation or the money.
She didn't need his pity.
She didn't want the family picture, as that was the one they used in the newspaper.
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 didn't want to talk about herself anyway.
She died when Tammy was born, didn't she?
She encircled his neck with one arm, noting that his breathing didn't seem at all labored as he carried her across the creek.
She feared for her brother who was in it, was horrified by and amazed at the strange cruelty that impels men to kill one another, but she did not understand the significance of this war, which seemed to her like all previous wars.
She folded her arms across her stomach and walked closer to him so she didn't have to yell.
She glanced around the room again and did a double take when she saw the man in a dark brown suit.
She hesitated a moment, wanting to tell him, but thinking she would be betraying Yancey if she did so.
She scanned the room, but didn't spot him.
She slept so soundly that she didn't wake when Alex returned.
She stared at him, but he didn't look at her.
She tried her voice once before she managed to speak, and even then the voice didn't sound like her own.
She turned the knob, but the door didn't open.
She used the same suit cases when she came and she had the same clothes, but it didn't look like there was enough room to put it all in.
Sleep came without definition, as did the dream.
Sleuthing mostly, but it didn't take me long to realize that most people give a lot away if you listen and observe profoundly.
So did I. Maybe you feel like we both betrayed your trust.
So that was why he didn't want her to be involved.
So what difference did it make who came up with the idea as long as it was a good one?
So where did the money come from?
So why did she feel so threatened?
So why did you think she was out of your league?
So why didn't you bring up the other two?
So you could pretend it didn't bother you?
So, he found her questions amusing, did he?
Some have asked what I got to eat; if I did not feel lonesome; if I was not afraid; and the like.
Some might think Dulce didn't know what she was missing, but Carmen suspected she did.
Somehow, the concept of spontaneity didn't fit him.
Still the king did not answer.
Still, a person didn't need to say it to feel it.
Still, all the information Katie provided created a clearer picture of why Alex acted the way he did at home.
Still, it didn't hurt to let someone know - just in case.
Still, she did have the right to know.
Still, she didn't feel uncomfortable.
Still, that nagging feeling in her stomach didn't go away.
Such a pleasant day and evening should have ended with a restful night and happy dreams, but it didn't.
Sure, that sounded possible... if he didn't spend every day at the barn.
Surely Sarah and Tammy weren't involved, but did they know?
That car didn't look like much even when it was clean, but it was reliable.
That didn't explain what she had seen at the building.
That didn't sound like Alex.
That didn't sound very nice.
That night exhaustion did what no pill could do, and she finally slept.
That's why I didn't tell you.
The advisors of the Princess did not like this test; but she commanded them to step into the flame and one by one they did so, and were scorched so badly that the air was soon filled with an odor like that of baked potatoes.
The antidepressants didn't help that much, but maybe they were responsible for the fact that she had not lost control yet.
The apron did not dry quickly enough to suit me, so I drew nearer and threw it right over the hot ashes.
The baby didn't belong to Joseph.
The boy stammered and did not know what to say.
The Christmas tree could only be seen from the back of the house, but that didn't matter.
The clever cost savings idea of sleeping in the car didn't sound so safe right now.
The conversation obviously upset Yancey, but he didn't seem to be concerned that a stranger was listening.
The idea of making love in a strange bedroom was disturbing enough, but with only a door between them and the children, locked or not, it didn't feel right.
The only person who didn't view her as a sitter or maid was Yancey, and his viewpoint was as a lover.
The other obvious fact was that Dulce didn't accept the inheritance issue.
The people did not like this.
The pieces of the puzzle simply didn't fit together.
The porcelain clock on the wall proclaimed the time as ten minutes until twelve, but it didn't seem that late.
The schoolhouse was two or three miles from home, but he did not mind the long walk through the woods and over the hills.
The shed at Hugson's Siding was bare save for an old wooden bench, and did not look very inviting.
The smoke was bothering me and I didn't want to ruin the party for all of you, so I simply walked home.
The suitcase didn't seem that heavy at the time.
The sun got up before she did the next morning.
The topic on Sesame Street was professions, which was the perfect opportunity for Lisa to ask her what Giddon did to earn a living.
The way he did it reminded her of Alex.
The whole truth didn't sound nearly as bad as part of the conversation.
Then again, maybe he figured she wouldn't understand them if she did look.
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.
Then how did he know I was here?
Then, again, if he did want to talk to her about something, this was the perfect opportunity.
There was no immediate need for a van and if they did need one, they... he, obviously had the money.
There wasn't anything on that tablet that I didn't already know at that point, though.
They did another x-ray this morning and the infection has spread to the other lung.
They did not kill him, but they drove him out of the city and bade him never return.
They didn't know what to think - you coming in here all huffy and chewing me out.
They didn't make it to the restaurant.
They didn't say anything he didn't already know.
They followed the course of a broad stream and passed several more pretty cottages; but of course they saw no one, nor did any one speak to them.
They make shift to live merely by conformity, practically as their fathers did, and are in no sense the progenitors of a noble race of men.
They used to hang in long festoons from our porch, filling the whole air with their fragrance, untainted by any earthy smell; and in the early morning, washed in the dew, they felt so soft, so pure, I could not help wondering if they did not resemble the asphodels of God's garden.
They were disappointed when Adrienne didn't invite Michael... or anyone else, for that matter.
They were so absorbed in each other that they didn't hear the car enter the drive.
Was there nothing she could do that didn't give her emotions and everything else away?
We did our own canning, especially pickles, and I picked berries every summer so my mom could make jelly.
We didn't have Jonathan when he was an infant, and there was so much sadness at the time Destiny was born.
We didn't have the opportunity to prepare for her.
Well, maybe we both did a little.
What answer did Novosiltsev get?
What did Giddon do to afford such finery?
What did she know about him?
What did she know about this man... other than the fact that he had a volatile temperament?
What did you think my business was?
What did you want me to say?
What else did he know or suspect?
What he did there was a mystery.
What the Giddons did on their own land was their business, yet it left her feeling uncomfortable.
What was down that path that he didn't want her to see?
What was down that path that no one wanted to talk about, and why did Giddon insist that his houseguest should not wander around alone?
What was in the building that he didn't want her to see?
Whatever did I say to make you think that?
Whatever the reason, it felt good to have options he didn't know about.
Whatever the reason, the kiss had awakened her as effectively as the prince did sleeping beauty.
When did that start - and was it a good thing?
When she didn't get her way, she'd cry and act like she was afraid of him.
When she didn't respond, Alex looked up.
When she didn't respond, he peered over the paper again.
When she glanced up at it, she did a double take.
Where did you plan to sleep tonight?
While her romance session failed to reveal his problem, it did wonders for her confidence.
Who hasn't sat at a stop light and been so distracted by something else that they didn't notice the light was green?
Why did he bring her here?
Why did you hide it from me?
Why did you tell Howard about the books?
Why didn't Howard call for help?
Why didn't you say something before you left?
Why had he come to this house, and how did he know the way?
Why would he need to lie when he could simply tell her that it didn't concern her?
With everything going on, Carmen didn't have time to worry about flying, but when they were all sitting at the airport, she finally had time to stew over it.
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.
Yancey stepped through the door with his arms full of groceries and Lisa didn't miss the warning look he shot his mother.
Yancey was down the trail to whatever he did for a living.
Yes. Where did you learn to do that?
Yet, wasn't it better if the issue didn't surface for a while?
You actually sought out my company - or did you have something earth-shattering to tell me?
You always did have a high opinion of yourself.
You didn't betray my trust.
You didn't say a word to your father, but you snarled at me as though I did something wrong.
You didn't tell me he was gorgeous!
Zeb also wanted to see his home, and although he did not find anyone morning for him, the sight of Hugson's Ranch in the picture made him long to get back there.