Summer Breaks
You_know_ we've been watching the lincoln street roadhouse for you fuckin' idiots." "but..." kendrick ignored the man's muddled attempt at an explanation, or excuse, opening the rear door of his car.
The Poetical Answer
Leo's son, the guy who runs the roadhouse. he said it's okay, because then you get to be whoever, without being tied down to your past. but even if i don't have a past, brian's kid is still... out there." "true. can't change that, i guess." "no. but.
Velvet & Bone: Persistence & Heat
It was even worse when they slept in roadhouses and inns along the way; somehow being indoors seemed to give everyone a heightened, but false, sense of privacy.
Coyote
I was fairly burning by the time we pulled in at those roadhouse lights. the tank was nearly empty, and only then did i realize just how far we'd come after several hours on the freeway.
Tales of the Slender Fang 2: Trail Rations
Arot was a journey roughly several days long though he might be able to quicken it if he could ride along with a merchant caravan met at one of the hamlets or roadhouses along the way.
The Playground of My Mind (Talonsreach): Of Wolf and Man
roadhouse principle." he muttered and smiled lightly to himself. tentatively, they walked up to the tall gate in the privacy fence in the front porch.
Let it Ride
I headed for the toilet behind the roadhouse, with a pen and a post it note, still humming ryan adams as my hooves echoed on the concrete.
A little farther down the road...
Plainly the bull was hanging out in that redneck roadhouse, that she had picked him up in a few weeks before. back then all he wanted was to bed a female that he hadn't before, most of the tail in the place had either been spoken for.
The Curse of the Yellow Monkey - Chapter 2 - Wheels Are Set in Motion
In typical los lobos fashion, they had negotiated with knives, guns and chains in a public roadhouse. they were being held while the police tried to get the local criminals to lodge a complaint.
Composition FF-SxD 06
"big bear's roadhouse." well, it was definitely an improvement of impression clotch. that, and a quick stop for a drink was sounding like more than a good idea at the moment. forget he was behind the wheel.
Contagious Humors
The next roadhouse he had entered was miraculous. he was fetched a cup of ale without asking, completely on the house. it took him a few minutes to realize what had happened.
To Your Own Defences
Finally the roadhouse door was pulled aside, and the elders filed back in. their fur was like the leaves of a wet autumn, or dead heather clinging to the mountainside. few among them possessed even a hint of the colours on the walls.