I watched the strange trio roaming the pebbled paths of a 19th-century garden.

A strange trio we were, and one which excited no little comment; but the journey came to an end at last.

I heard Julian quickly rise behind me from his stool and stride to the open door, where he stood looking quizzically at the strange trio.

She disappeared from the balcony, leaving Liryk to look down upon the strange trio once more.

A strange trio, the occupants of that speeding boat!

He saw immediately that the strange trio were friendly.

The boy followed the strange trio and watched them through the crack left by the open door.

It was a strange but very Choptank trio that convened.

In moments, the opening had disappeared entirely and the strange trio stood alone.

Joe's here with the strangest trio of stories we could find...