Directing Connie to the house would be difficult, but Lisa could wait at the end of the drive.
The minute they entered the room Connie shut the door and turned to her with wide eyes.
As soon as she retrieved her purse and clothes, she could call Connie to come get her.
Lisa glanced at Yancey, who silently divided his attention between Connie and Lisa.
Howard had been alienated, and trusting anything with Connie was dubious.
It sounds good, but I'm supposed to meet Connie at noon.
They planned to have a birthday lunch and then Connie would take her over to get the car.
Lisa was making the beds one morning and Connie was in the bathroom brushing her teeth.
She would have bet her eyeteeth that Connie wouldn't tell Allen where she was.
She eyed Connie suspiciously.