So my sister and my daughter stood alone on the patio.
My daughter and I then stood to the side waiting.
They looked behind the house and near the beds as a daughter stood nearby.
For a short while, mother and daughter stood separated by the trophy.
His golden-haired daughter was standing with a tall, dark man.
"There's no way my daughter would have stood and watched that."
His daughter stood very still, and he felt the conflict within her.
Mother and daughter stood before him like angels, too clean to be a part of the ship he knew.
My daughter stands on the threshold of the college application process.
Grant and his daughter stood for an instant on the threshold.
