No wonder I couldn't find them in any mug books.
She carried the mug with her down the street to a store that smelled like an attic.
Instinctively her fingers affirmed her hair was in order for the mug shot.
His chin rested on her head as he placed the mug on the table.
Xander rose, snatching the flailing coffee mug with one hand while gripping her around the waist with his other.
Teacher had been trying all the morning to make me understand that the mug and the milk in the mug had different names; but I was very dull, and kept spelling MILK for mug, and mug for milk until teacher must have lost all hope of making me see my mistake.
She almost dropped the mug and twisted to see the stranger at the top of the stairs.
He was reluctant to pore over mug shots as he assumed the car would be located momentarily, and hopefully his assailants.
He slammed the mug on the table and stood, crossing the distance between them in two long strides.
Later he came through the patio door with an empty coffee mug and set it in the sink.