Tammy burst through the door and saw Lisa sitting on the counter.
Paralyzed with fear, Lisa waited, expecting the car to slide over the edge.
Without further argument, Sarah and Tammy left, and Lisa was alone.
The phone rang ten times before Lisa gave up.
Connie shot Lisa a warning look.
On these occasions she took Tammy with her, and Lisa was left to enjoy her precious solitude.
He flipped on the light and Lisa turned to get some coffee cups.
Connie packed and left that evening after work, still expressing her concern and insisting that Lisa call her if she wanted to talk.
A wisp of blond hair hung over one eye and Lisa brushed it back.
When Connie continued to watch her dubiously, Lisa dropped to the bed and sighed heavily.