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Sandwiches but his mother might wake up if he started pulling out bread for sandwiches, she' d want to know why he had to leave so early.

He didn't want to ask her if she'd actually told him that she was leaving him.

When she opened her eyes, strong with her fresh youth, it was like she'd never seen the sun before.

She had retired because she got sick, but she'd saved her money, so she had enough in the bank and the mortgage had been paid off.

Linda's such a real tomboy that she'd rather hang out with boys than with girls!

in which she felt she'd been speared through the heart by an angel and infused with the Holy Spirit.

The cost of living is so high. It'll be difficult for her to take the responsibility. She'd better think the whole thing over.

Initially, she at least had a role to play in overseeing the recovery of the body that she'd helped to kill.

And then, abruptly, she had ended it. 'I'm in love with you', she'd told him matter-of-factly, 'and it's beginning to hurt. '

She'd been ashamed of her vulnerability; she was still ashamed, and her pride would never allow her to reveal it.

She'd hardly begun when she heard someone running up the stairs. She was lying on her stomach, so she just pulled a towel over her rear.

She'd never intended to be a model for more than a few years and she'd figured that this was a good time to quit.

I once met a couple whose daughter, Sarah, had been hit and killed by a drunk driver when she'd been out on her bike.

The rogue of a dealer she'd offered to sell her furniture to, had been to see her creditors to ask how much she owed them.

Thought she'd change her mind, though, as the pregnancy advanced but when I attempted to see her, she told me to leave her be.

Sometimes, when a customer got drunk, she'd drag him out to a lonely spot and strip him of everything, right down to his shoes.

At one point, after she'd been hunched over her work for a while, Jenny looked up and noticed my eyes locked on to her chest.

My wife dosen't know how much money I spent in buying lottery. If she ever found out, I'm sure she'd never forgive me.

Trust me, she'd fatten you four up in a week.

She took my hands and led me in, and showed me a picture of my brother and I with her and her husband she'd put on her wall.

She said she'd gone on a chat site for teens, started writing to a boy she'd never met and gave him her cellphone number.

In her hotel, her room turned out to be a complete oppsite to what she'd been promised to--a room with a view.

I think she should fly if she insists on going, but she said she'd rather put the money in a car that she can use when she's out there.

Patty frightened nobody, but she'd been a standout athlete in high school and college and possessed a jock sort of fearlessness.

Before signing up for the class, she said, she'd sampled Mr. Cohen's first lecture online -- and she'd googled him.

It was mostly he who talked and he seemed afraid to stop for fear she'd ask him to leave her by herself.

On that afternoon, much to the chagrin of her older brother, she'd been trying to pull some boy's pants down and cussing out loud for fun.

She said she'd have her frocks and a lot of other traps took out of her room if they was in Uncle Harvey's way, but he said they warn't.

I decided to call my sister to see if she'd remembered.

Original paragraph: When he brought a book she'd asked for , she thanked him as if he had given her a diamond .

Characteristically, she'd never explained herself and he knew better than to ask.

' shouted the baker's wife, though how she knew was a mystery, as she'd done nothing but stare at the wicker husband all night.

Noah had said something about missing the view when he started to paddle, but she'd shaken her head, saying she was fine the way she was.

All through her life she'd been taught that God forgives, but now that she'd reached the end of her life, she wasn't sure.

I thought she'd be able to call in a prescription. No dice. She actually didn't even call me back.

So she sat me down, forced out a confession, and the delivered her own penance. Whacking me with a damp shoe she'd just taken off my foot.

She said she'd make a copy for her teacher.

jack : good , good . hmmm miss livingstone said she ' d be waiting out in the front for me . rochester honk the horn.

The cleanup seemed daunting , too much for her to deal with all at once. Maybe she'd make herself a cup of tea first. If there was tea.

After he'd left she'd taken it out of the drawer and put it in the pocket of her black silk robe.

The belief since the 1950s was that if a woman knew she had this, she'd go crazy or become a lesbian.

She'd also like to see similar stores open, eventually, across the country and all over the world.

"Said the raven to the crow. Come with me. I need you to raise the men of Harlaw. " Back then, she'd meant to fight.

I'm calling to ask her if she'd like to see a movie tomorrow night.

Told Jude today about the inner poise thing and she said, interestingly, that she'd been reading a self-help book about Zen.

She stared at the European version which I'd just pulled out of my bag, as if she'd just seen a ghost.

Tired? She tired! Oh, hear the man! Joe, you know she'd sit up six weeks to please any one of you!

The first few times, Jesse's father had taken the hoe from her hands, led her back to her house, but she'd soon be back in the field.

John asked Dave to feel Jane out about whether she'd be interested in going out with him.

Now the gift of her desk told me, as she'd never been able to, that she was pleased that writing was my chosen work.

Her only regret was that she'd have to say goodbye to me.

It wasn't until the dawn, when they were just about to land, that she saw that the whole time she'd been looking at the wing.

In a slow, unremitting way, she was turning for home, toward a place she'd never been.

It's 2 AM ". She said that she'd travelled from Dagestan to Moscow for 2 days to see me. "

She had not gone to college; she'd had to borrow money to attend the school where teachers were trained in her day.

She'd said: "you'll die" with the dull lack of interest another woman might have said: "you'll lose your place in line. "

He never said why he'd done it, because if the Ministry had known what Ariana had become, she'd have been locked up in St. Mungo's for good.

It was one of those actressy gestures she'd copied from the classic black-and-white movies to which she was addicted.

Talking about their relationship, Zaibat - whose mother is eight years younger than Madonna - said: 'She'd just a woman like all the others.

However, a few days later it emerged that she'd died of a previously undiagnosed tumour in her chest.

She had lost count of the number of times she'd told him to be careful.

If I were to tell you she'd made me very happy, would that stretch belief?

It had taken her awhile, and this was her third try at chemo, but finally she'd reached the magic number that would get her a ticket home.

She sat reflecting on how much had changed since she'd bought the farm.

If I stepped between the two of them while we were all walking along the Zambezi River, she'd push me out of the way.

In my dream she was out of my classroom and told me that she'd got a boyfriend, and they had just got steady.

Her hair had been cropped like a Marine's, she'd gained weight, and she was wearing glasses so ugly her parents deserved jail time.

Dale O'Banion, the man she was about to have dinner with in Green Harbor, the first time she'd been out with a man in a long while.

That might be fun, day to day, but in her heart she'd probably feel that she was living a life out of synch with her values.

He'd come home and find Mary on the phone and, sure, she'd smile at him and blow him a little kiss-across-the-room.

Carol Browner said she had been forced to talk with her son about subjects she never thought she'd have to discuss with him.

A few minutes later, she'd won four drinks, thanks to the gum, Band-Aids, Q-tips and mouthwash she was able to easily whip from her bag.

When we got a few stressed text messages from her about finals, we told her to relax, do what she always does, and she'd be fine.

We held each other's eyes, and I understood, when she leaned in and kissed me lightly, that she'd misread my sullenness.

As long as a girl had a man of her own to look after, she'd give me no trouble.

If she's got any marketing talent at all, she'd know pretty darn quick when Hurd's attention changed from her brochures to her brassieres.

She thought that she'd be the one who can change the world. Always trying to pave the way for women in a. . . man's world.

She's an Evanston liberal-reformer type, and I really doubt she'd traffic in that sort of thing.

She'd worked in a department store, had an unlucky marriage, could only make scalloped potato out of a box, never got a college degree.

Looking out the window, I saw my late-night sister surrounded by peacocks in the front yard. She'd gone out for an early morning walk.

She selects what bag size she wants, then the app asks her to enter when and where she'd like the product delivered.

She knew she was going to die so she'd left her phone in the taxi - And, like all modern phones, it had a GPS system so you could locate it.

"My parents have always gone the extra mile for me, " he said. "I knew if I asked, she'd say yes. . . . "

When you came back from the bathroom, she'd be gone, but there would be a knife stuck up to its handle in your side of the mattress.

She was taller; she'd outgrown the expensive party dress my ex-wifehad bought for her: black velvet with a white lace collar.

There was a brand new wine bar that had opened not far from her house and she said she'd love to go there, so she did, on her own.

Because she's your friend. And she did a nice job. I'm sure she'd like to hear it.

Job prospects were grim though, and she said she'd take anything, even "working for a family" (a euphemism for domestic service).

Now she's wondering if it had been as good a partner as she'd thought.

Her body was inflexible as if it was under a spell. She became worried she'd accidentally make a sound like she did earlier.

In less than 100 characters she'd recognised what I'd set out to achieve and given my confidence a real boost.

Now she's not ashamed to say that she'd like to be a globally popular, multimillion-selling star.

Leonard grew up to be an experimental physicist. Perhaps if she'd also denied him christmas, he'd be a little better at it.

Why had he fought them, she'd demanded, and Shemsen had answered defiantly that she was not from his village, his baron, or his prince.

She said she missed me, that she felt like she'd lost her best friend.

His wife is so mean that if he gave her a crutch, she'd go and break her bloody leg.

" Sue went back to the customer and asked, as if she'd forgotten, " What was it you wanted?

I said that she'd better finish the work first. But she didn't agree with me.

So she'd provoke us with her eyes, and scornfully, also with her eyes, she'd draw away.

So you can imagine what she thought when she opened her eyes, in all that pain, and saw the face that she'd never forgotten in a decade.

She kept saying that she was sorry for what she'd done, she'd never do it again, it was just a mistake, and so forth.

She said she didn't care where she lived. . . said she'd come and live with me if I wanted her to.

She is very relieved but when she is about to get out of the car, Karl pulls her back in. . . Her body is then found - she'd been strangled.

She'd gone there just out of curiosity. Pubs, in her mind, were rather mysterious, and a little scary.

She'd be appalled to see how I live most of the time now, just soup and sandwiches and a meat dish here and there.

The public felt they'd been made a fool of the first time she said she'd raised all those money to help the earthquake victims.

Whenever she was in a tight spot, she'd write to her father and he'd send her a check.

And I never thought she'd let me get that far. I got to the other side.

When she pulled it out, she told me that I had an ear infection, and that she'd popped a pimple in there by mistake.

I'd be very glad to ask her in wedlock, if she'd have me, and take the risk of her wild dark eyes illwishing me.

He was looking at her with none of the concern she'd glimpsed when she opened the door to him.

A month after returning to work, Chad plucked up his courage and asked a pretty new girl at work if she'd like to go out with him.

She promised she'd help me but she wormed out of it at the last minute.

I'd go round to see Nessie to try to find out what was up, and she'd beg me to persuade him to change his mind.

Sometimes she'd ask me to slow down in front of a particular building and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.

wife. If it had been another woman, she'd have kept a strict watch on Hung-chien and not allowed him to have any freedom.

She'd fancied me from day one and was determined to bed me. I was so thrilled and flattered that we made love all over again.

I really thought she'd be there to help me, but it seems that she's just a fair-weather friend.

On her drive back to college, she'd suddenly broken into a cold sweat and had to pull over to vomit.

She told a story of how in 2003 she'd gone to see him for an interview and had to fight off what she said was a rape attempt.

You' d think she' d be tired after such a long journey, but not a bit of it !

A few months later I heard she'd ended her relationship. But I waited at least half a year to ask for a date.

When she had a half-inch of hair on her head, she decided to show the world that she'd gone through chemotherapy.

His wife is so mean that if he gives her a crutch, she'd go and break her bloody leg.

Remember, she had to borrow a ladder from a neighbour as she'd locked herself out of her flat.

She'd been telling me for weeks, one letter at a time on the cardboard alphabet chart I'd made, that she was ready to die.

She'd never heard of Woody Herald, but her father had carried that photo around with him for fifty years.

Now I expected her to blush and then smile; maybe she'd sidle up next to me, give me a little kiss.

In our last session, she told me that she felt much more content. Soon afterwards, she rang to say that she'd met a wonderful man.

It wasn't that she'd really expected to get any money out of him; it had just seemed worth a try.

"Every once in a while, " Rich says, "she'd reach out with her arm . . . smile and nod . . . and then go back to pulling weeds. "

When asked about it, I said she'd be a great governor but I didn't know if she would run.

But after a lifetime of handling money, she always had a fair sense of how much cash she'd tucked into her green wallet.

In the case of the Georgetown woman, the symptoms began to clear up after she'd undergone a few tests in the hospital.

She turned on her cell phone the next day to discover she'd been terminated from her sales position.

He thought to ask her if she'd ever read Salinger, Yates, Carver, O'Connor, or Hannah, like he did daily.

She'd been away a week, researching a possible television program, with the help of her friend Moira.

She looked at me as though she'd expected this sort of answer and didn't know why she'd asked in the first place.

Then her eyes widened, as if she'd said the wrong thing.

Happy times always short, the dream is end as she tells me that she'd got someone else.

Mello also wanted to know how much she'd have to earn to maintain her present standard of living.

The only problem was that Ms Meng was very proud of her membership of the Communist Party, an organisation she'd belonged to for many years.

Her words were so unexpected that I laughed. She looked up at me and smiled, but her eyes told me she'd meant what she said.

Winning the money allowed her to live out a lot of the things she'd only dreamed of doing before.

Even though she'd smile at me if our eyes met in a meeting, I was afraid to ask her out.

And then he had to convince her to go back with him to a country she'd never been to and marry a complete stranger.

Not a chance she'd be on the floor for more than five minutes before someone would be here to help her if she fell again.

Loesser could only conclude that she'd finally decided to stop him and was waiting for an opportune time.

She'd spent the day ogling a love interest's page and was horrified at the idea that he knew she'd been looking at him.

We understood each other very quickly and I knew she'd get to the heart of her performance right away.

I asked one of my class teachers if she'd figured my partner was a wife, and she said she did.

You know, she's actually nice. And if she did know you, I think she'd really like you.

Carrie once revealed how much money she'd spent on fabulous footwear, and women everywhere were instantly jealous.

Even if it was work at first, she'd try to just relax. She'd try not to be bitter, try not to be too much of a widow.

"He still talks about you and asks how you're doing. He would just love to see you, " she'd say.

She'd been there almost a week and I hadn't made it in to see her.

It was at my mom's second wedding, and Carol wanted birthplaces and dates for this giant book she'd brought.

In her pockets she had many slips of paper on which she'd written memories and also quotations from Bapak.

She'd better have it to examine by a doctor anyway. And I'll call her about this evening.

Early the next day, before she'd woken, he'd be back, sitting on the edge of her bed.

After five minutes, Christy abandoned her chair and went to the door, saying she'd experienced "an overwelming sense of panic. "

"Interestingly, though, not in a Miltonian sense. " I was bluffing. I wanted to see if she'd go for it.

"Was that Mommy? " She was scared. I knew that soon she'd be crying.

She'd begun spending a lot of money, and the obvious inference was that she'd stolen it.

Virginia grabbed her cello and was halfway down the hall when she realized she'd forgotten to leave her books behind.

Still, you may be right, she has no manners, but she'd make an attractive mistress all the same.

One friend recalls that Jane often confided that she'd enjoyed sleeping with girls since she was at boarding school.

She says I'm so much like you, Mum, that she'd think I was you reincarnated if I didn't love reading so much.

She left the party early, and I later heard she'd gone off to Europe. There was a boyfriend.

Today was different; this was the first time she'd gone to the bathroom since arriving, and she had been here for two hours.

I asked her how much she'd been drinking.

But just as she'd hoped, her friends and family provided her with love and care to the end.

She'd hoped that her mother might relent a little about the unsuitability of Mr. Barton, but her mind was made up.

She'd been in downward-facing dog, halfway through practice, when the blood dumped behind her eyes and the sticky mat sucked at her palms.

Now, she says as she plays a favorite Mandarin pop song on her cellphone, she'd rather learn Chinese.

She shakes her head guiltily but doesn't go to him, as if she'd lost her right to be our mother.

If she'd gone on to graduate school years ago, she could've gotten a full scholarship for her masters degree.

There were tears, but she told me that she suspected this for some time, and she'd support me.

When she said that she'd like a medium pizza, the clerk asked her how many pieces she'd like to have it cut into: six or twelve.

she'd been widowed two years before, and by necessity had to rely on the work of her own two hands spinning cotton.

She kept saying that she'd died two weeks before and was worried about whether my office was heaven or not.

Not ever acknowledged of course, but still, she'd heard him softly sing along-saw the look on his face when he thought he was unobserved.

"Hi, " she'd said simply as she offered her hand. "Finley's told me a lot about you. "

Maybe if she just knocked on the door a beautiful Sri Lankan boy would answer, and she'd lean down and whisper her story.

For her first twenty-four years, she'd been known as Debbie --a name that didn't suit her good looks and elegant manner.

She'd be able to see new writing in deeper ways and quickly perceive its inner workings.

Grabbing the portable phone, she dashed to her bedroom, away from all the doors, as she'd been taught.

As for my mother, well, she agreed that she'd like to go back at another time (when the weather is warmer) and with more people.

She'd been burning the candle at both ends studying for her exams and made herself ill.

"If I'd done everything they say I've done, she'd have gouged my eyes out. And I can tell you, she has very long finger nails. "

"I'm going to spoil her rotten and then give her back to her mother for some discipline, " she'd tell me.

Dorothy turned away from the window where she'd been staring resolutely at the rain, and looked at him.

she'd never been taking care of me. I took care of her.

She's thought that she'd spend the morning trying to figure out what scholars think about women.

I don't think she'd want you to see what's about to happen.

Patrizia Reggiani once said she'd rather cry in a Rolls than be happy on a bicycle. She doesn't seem to have changed her mind.

Within three months, she'd undergone surgery to have the pterygium removed from her right eye.

Without taking away from her work with the other students, she'd help me sound out ''See Spot run'' and ''Tom is a boy. ''

The number of times she'd told him to be careful.

Every time I lobbed a suggestion, she'd smack it back at me like a tennis pro.

And she'd close her eyes and dream.

Han Jia said she'd show me around the mall, but in the end, she has bought so many clothes that I have to carry some for her.

Then she'd appeared again, still fuzzy through the water-blurred windshield, next to a piece of equipment to his right.

If it wasn't for Melanie, she'd start home, right this minute, if she had to walk every step of the way .

The lady got up and waved good-bye. She walked off down the road, leaving me to think about what she'd said.

If your mom was here, she'd know exactly what to say. She'd be so excited you're going to her school, gonna join her sorority.

Or once when she'd been sitting in a dentist's chair, her mouth open and bloody, the idea being that dying would get her out of that moment.

She'd always tried to get in with girls like Kath, who were so much cleverer with the boys and gave an impression of knowing what was what.

She'd prepared all the meals during that time, and driven Tim's dinner out to him in the west field for the last two days.

The record she'd given me was playing in my mind, and I kept trying to shut it off.

She'd had an operation for hemorrhoids the day before, so I guess she was still a bit groggy.

The poor woman started sobbing inconsolably as if she'd been widowed.

And I'll be honest when I say that I'm not sure exactly what she meant by that or how she'd like me to do it.

She told me that over the years, people had sent her clips of interviews in which I had mentioned her name and she'd always remembered me.

She said she'd get up earlier than I.

Her solace was listening to the band Rush and gardening, she said, but whenever the landlord wanted his house, she'd lose her garden.

'To tell you the truth, Mrs Hurst, the lamb isn't my real reason for coming. I want to ask Miss Everdene if she'd like to be married. '

'Movies would be a huge new venture for Gaga but she's excited at the prospect and Quentin has told her she'd be a natural. '

Because I've been all over Europe looking for her, but I knew she'd come back to England one day.

She'd felt ever since the first meeting that something had clicked between them.

She would have kept her spotlight trained on individual sufferers whom she'd continued to visit and care for and touch.

He was surprised to learn how much she'd spent.

The Belgian tennis player Justine Henin is to return the professional circuit a year after she's said she'd retired.

She'd been through hell tonight, and yet she looked suddenly radiant . . . rejuvenated somehow.

Alice would accept such things as serf - pity and class - consciousness, though she'd play hell with me for my stupidity.

I chose not to respond, to see what she'd do. She then let rip a loud, stinking fart, giggled, and went back to sleep.

She would be very proud and surprised if she'd realized that you have something that she doesn't expect.

She knew that if she lost the grain she was following she'd have to go back and start over.

A few weeks later, at her health club, Beverley noticed a woman wearing a bracelet identical to the one she'd seen in the box.

Nicola Tappenden was a 14-year-old schoolgirl, living in Croydon, when a psychic told her she'd grow up to do something very special.

She'd vaguely imagined that as soon as the gunshot rang out, the police, or at least security, would surround her.

He sat on the edge of her bed and studied her face searching for his beloved "Bubbe" and wondering if she'd ever return.

She D. wandered along the path, glad to be able to take her time.

One girl pronounced herself "out" as casually as if she'd announced the time.

Sometimes people would ask how she did it, and she'd launched into a discussion on bird painting.

She'd insisted that Poopsy had taken a shine to Delilah, and that she could leave her with no one else.

Dawn Loggins spent much of her life moving from one home to another and switching schools, but she never thought she'd be homeless.

Libran mom is sentimental, romantic and sympathetic at heart. She'd be touched to receive roses from her beloved children.

One of them confided to her that in middle school she'd been known to him and his friends as the She-Monkey.

As she gathered her books, Jenna decided she'd continue to try to fit in at her new school.

She'd asked him to drive her to the store that day.

Presumably, then, she'd be happier once she was married with a family, so it seems unfair for Alan to presume she was permanently unhappy.

But it seemed that the tone of her voice would change as soon as she saw him and she'd hang up soon after.

Err. . . sure, I'm sure she'd like that. Thanks it's very kind of you to do so. Hang on I'll put her on the phone.

In turn, she'd become a champion giver, lavishing those close to her with bounty.

She'd piled up a little dam of rocks in front of the door in hopes of keeping out the annual rains.

But she was afraid to let her coach or teammates know she'd been drinking.

Now, there's the soldier. l guess she'd have to be. Do you know how an English general's daughter gets back at Daddy?

I suspect if Angelina Jolie showed up to an interview at an accounting firm in flip-flops and dirty jeans, she'd have trouble getting hired.

She said that she'd like a medium pizza.