She keeps a necklace that Ash gave to her early in the film.

She moves the young frequently among several nests, all of which she keeps clean.

She is successful, but Buffy keeps it secret that she believes she was in heaven.

She grows to like Frank ( whom she keeps calling Mr. Parker ) at times, but is almost invariably put off by some new show of his crassness or arrogance ( although Frank often manages to overcome this, only to have to Backstep ).

She perpetually keeps in touch with President Skroob via Videophones on various walls, surprising him when he is in bed with twin young women, and even when he is in the bathroom.

She keeps a small garden in her backyard, to which she tends occasionally.

She is enthusiastic about the virile handsomeness of town gallants, rakes, and especially theatre actors ( such self-referential stage jokes were nourished by the new higher status of actors ), and keeps Pinchwife in a state of continual horror with her plain-spokenness and her interest in sex.

She also believes he keeps the head in a small hat box that he brought with him.

She keeps Wilfred busy until her father returns the keys, which she returns to Wilfred's belt, and leaves the confused and hopeful jailer to his fantasies of marrying her.

She has a fondness for china dolls but keeps them blindfolded or gagged.

She peels off the meat and keeps the carcasses, saying that when she has 14 carcasses, it's time to leave the hospital, possibly due to obsessive compulsive disorder.

She finally tells him of the letter but he keeps delaying taking it or even reading it.

She currently keeps two corgis and two Dorgis ( corgi / dachshund cross ).

She asks herself why she keeps putting up with Nathan's lies, and he tells her that he loves her (" Sue Me ").

She supplies what each one really wants: Howie is starved for more substantial food than his dieting wife will provide ; Doug likes to repair things that are conveniently broken each week ( his status-conscious wife doesn't want their neighbors to see him tinkering about the house ); George enjoys talking about himself, but his spouse keeps finishing his sentences.

She leaves the team to take control of Limbo, a task that keeps her away from Earth, but the two remain close friends.

" She keeps an on-line journal for English-speaking fans.

She keeps house for him, fends off the trade creditors, visits parishioners and makes costumes for fund-raising events.

She loves Eric and keeps that secret from Linda and Mimmi.

She keeps the affair a secret, almost as if she has a hidden weapon that she protects in case she may have to use it one day.

She keeps this a secret for much of the book, unsure what it means.

She keeps Polaroids of each of the souls she reaps, in department store shopping bags organized by personality type.

She and Gus progress to a room with thousands of security deposit boxes while Austin keeps the guards away from them.

She keeps a gun handy and likes to have sex in unusual, dangerous ways.

She rubbed her eyes and stretched, then sat up, her hands going to her hair.

She had picked up the quirt and was twirling it around her wrist and smiling at him.

She brought up her free hand to hit him, but this time he was quicker.

She finally regained her balance and got up in the saddle.

She seemed to have come such a long distance -- too far for her destination which had wilfully been swallowed up in the greedy gloom of the trees.

She had to get away from here before this demoniac possession swallowed up the liquid of her eyes and sank into the fibers of her brain, depriving her of reason and sight.

She stood up, pulled the coat from her shoulders and started to slide it off, then let out a high-pitched scream and I let out a low-pitched, wobbling sound like a muffler blowing out.

She had driven up with her husband in a convertible with Eastern license plates, although the two drivers knew nothing at the moment about that.

She pulled her legs up under her, to rise, her full peasant skirt drawing up her thighs, and Feathertop's music pfffted away.

She would often go up on the roof to see the attendant take down the flag in the evening.

She looked up and saw that, without knowing it, Mrs. Coolidge was holding it aloft.

She had been picked up by the Russians, questioned in connection with some pamphlets, sentenced to life imprisonment for espionage.

She escaped, crawled through the usual mine fields, under barbed wire, was shot at, swam a river, and we finally picked her up in Linz.

She gave me the names of some people who would surely help pay for the flowers and might even march up to the monument with me.

She smoothed the covers on Scotty's bed and picked things up from the floor.

`` She didn't really say '' -- She glanced away at the floor, then swooped gracefully and picked up one of Scotty's slippers.

She lost not a second, picking herself up and continuing her pilgrimage to Laura.

She was taken up in worry for the reckless old man.

She sprang up and went swiftly to the bedroom.

She swung her eyes up to the blue of the window, her jaws gently mashing the bitter beans.

She enjoyed great parties when she would sit up talking and dancing and drinking all night, but it always seemed to her that being alone, especially alone in her house, was the realest part of life.

She stood up, smoothing her hair down, straightening her clothes, feeling a thankfulness for the enveloping darkness outside, and, above everything else, for the absence of the need to answer, to respond, to be aware even of Stowey coming in or going out, and yet, now that she was beginning to cook, she glimpsed a future without him, a future alone like this, and the pain made her head writhe, and in a moment she found it hard to wait for Lucretia to come with her guests.

She had felt that her arm wanted to go up in the first trial, but had consciously prevented it from so doing.