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How could he do such a thing to his own children?
It was a strange thing for a man to say.

She relaxed after a nice, long soak in the bathtub, her thoughts wandering among the stars.
Deidre washed her face and redid her makeup before venturing to peek into the bathtub again.

He sat up in the bed and looked around.
She sat down on the bed and sighed again.

She moved to the sink and turned on the water.
She dropped her glass in the sink and took a step backward.

"Toilet paper," she muttered.
She awoke on the lower bunk bed in a prison cell with no windows and a tiny metal toilet and sink.

After a warm shower, she felt better.
The shower was on, and she was singing.

She jumped up, pushing them all away, darting for the bathroom with a hand over her mouth.
She put the things in her bathroom and was returning to the bedroom when Cade knocked on her open door.

She retreated to her bedroom to grab her purse.
I scooted into the bedroom and closed the door.

Lisa pulled a curtain back to examine the sky.
He lowered the curtain, dropping the room into darkness.

With great focus, she dug through the undergarments in the dresser and chose a set that matched, like human-Deidre did.
Going to the dresser, he pulled out some clothing.

She took a suitcase out of the closet and swung it up on the bed.
"He's not in the closet," Toby said, then laughed.

He also brought a bottle of kvass, taken from the kitchen for them to try.
I'll be in the kitchen... when you get decent.

He opened the door of the stove to peek.
Did you get the stove burning?

He took a mug from the cupboard and poured himself a cup of coffee.
Of the half dozen bladders in the secret cupboard, three were filled.

Neither said anything while Dean began to clear the dishwasher from last evening's meal.
Rinsing it, he placed it in the dishwasher and shut the door.

I made myself comfortable on the sofa, my arm around Betsy, as we all waited for him to continue.
My smile disappeared when I saw Howard Abbott on the sofa, his head in his hands.

The continental plateau might for purposes of detailed study be divided into the continental shelf from - 660 ft.
This shelf was chosen in 1909 as the site of the public offices of the Union.

He quickly moved an armchair toward Princess Mary.
"He doesn't," Gabriel confirmed, and sat in an armchair near Rhyn.

She handed him a light blue shirt.
He flipped on the light and Lisa turned to get some coffee cups.

Now go home and get some rest.
At some point, that stopped bugging her and became an attraction.

You ask too many questions.
He was such a wonderful person in so many ways.

How much did you pay for it?
How much is it, Dad?

His request gave her an idea.
Codes mingled with names and addresses in a request for medical assistance.

This treasure does not belong to me, for I bought only the ground; but when I offered it to my neighbor he refused it.
He was merely a friendly neighbor practicing southern hospitality.

Len pulled the truck into the yard and stopped.
Last evening I went out in the yard and spoke to the moon.

My clothes don't fit right.
Good. Pack your clothes and come back with me.

He tossed the magazine aside and stood.
Alex was sitting in his chair, reading a magazine and glanced up when she spoke.

"I'll make it a dinner dish," said Jim.
Katie washed a dish and rinsed it in silence.

I thought you left some garbage and I burned it.
She turned to see him hauling a garbage bag.

Carmen grabbed the thermometer from the counter and gave it to him.
Noticing a deck of cards on the counter, she paused.