It made no sense, but neither did the sudden craving for peanut butter that dragged her to the kitchen, where yet another man she wanted to avoid was lounging.
Darian trailed her into the kitchen, unable to turn down her peanut butter cookies.
After smearing peanut butter and jam on whole wheat bread for a lunch on the fly, Dean knocked on Martha's door.
She returned to her room to clean herself up, cursing peanut butter for ruining her appetite as she went.
Dean shrugged and reached for a jar of peanut butter just as Fred joined the couple.
Claire was a peanut butter blonde, gone grey, tall and well dressed, all business and definitely in charge.
It is the largest peanut market in the world, is in a great truck-gardening region, and makes large shipments of cotton (822,930 bales in 1905), oysters, coal, fertilizers, lumber, grain, fruits, wine, vegetables, fish and live stock.
Dean looked up from squeezing honey from a plastic bear onto a piece of whole wheat toast smeared with peanut butter.
As Dean smeared his whole-wheat toast with a coating of peanut butter, Fred poured the coffee, a sure sign he was looking for a favor.
I hate peanut butter.