Dean returned to Bird Song and brought Cynthia up to date on his conversation with Sheriff Weller over a quiet lunch of soup and grilled cheese.
Fred slipped out early to renew his social life while the Deans ate soup and sandwiches.
Though nauseated by the thought, she heated up a can of soup and forced herself to eat it.
Mrs. Cummings, I think, suspects, though low health now keeps her to her bed and back, except for bodily duties, and to sit up for soup and toast a time or two a day.
He accepted the bowl of soup and sipped in silence for a few minutes.
Fred wandered into the kitchen as Dean was reading the label of a Campbell's soup can in hopes of creating an exotic sauce for his broiling fish.
They took their time over the ice cream, making soup of the last few spoons full, but Dean learned nothing further.
After homemade chicken soup and a grilled cheese sandwiches we returned to the office.
Warm him some chicken soup and make sure he drinks plenty of water.
Snarling at each like dogs on a soup bone is just as disconcerting as keeping secrets.