Stranded (Part 1) [Trade]
Nothing, but boats, the occasional taxi and rogue lorry came into the village on a regular basis seeing as how it wasn't on any maps.
Quiet Halls and Softer Footfalls
People hurried back and forth, wrapped up in their lives, street vendors called out their wares, lorries rolling past. it took me a few blocks to find a greengrocer. he seemed rather surprised to see me.
Undertow: Prologue -- Chapter 3 - Nostalgia
I didn't know if lorry would. the inside of andron's house was loud as you'd expect it to be for a party. unlike rory's party, which despite having a bunch of drunk people attending, kept some semblance of control.
Treading Chapter 6 - Prom
Don't worry, lorry..." "you wanna dance with me and brian? it'll take your mind off of things. if you're so sure that fen is okay then why're you so worried?" "it's..." i look down. "i think i said the wrong thing to him.
How I Became the Bitch of a Gallic God
Our equipment was packed into a "lorry" we brought with us, and we were able to get out to the site the very next day. the dig sight actually looked very promising when we arrived.
Camping with Papaorc
" i shout as my face is burning red as i openly unleash my most pervert personality, it's not such an unusual thing after hanging out with a lorry driver you fell in love with.
Wolford's Unveiling - Part Eleven
I just got in from a long shift at the garage, it's a good job you know, i'm small and able to get right into the framework of some of the lorries that come through.
A special fox - Ch. 2: Two sides
Not far was also the entrance to the warehouse, where many tractors from the surrounding fields and a few lorries/trucks would unload their raw materials, which would then be used to create the clothes.
Collar 11 -- Memento Mei
Papers, money, a sack to carry my books, and a discreet ride from town, courtesy of a young beaver who hid me in the back of a lorry until we were near the border. my papers were in order, and he took me across quite legally.
The Scent of Blood
The coroner's lorry rumbled up the street twenty minutes later. they had only sent one vehicle, despite my request. it was a boxy truck, white and of an unassuming institutional design.
Baby on Board
Whippets was a transport caff near the motorway, popular with bikers and lorry drivers.
The Farm Pt. 3
He nodded to the armoured technical and the old dustcart respectively. ' he turned an eye on the armoured lorry, 'corporal, you'll dismount on hawthorne's command.' 'yes, sir.'