to blanch almonds

I saw a dead guy on the front porch of a shotgun double on a working-class street, and the only sound was wind chimes.

A political reality of Capitol Hill is that the party in control has always taken care of its own and, as the minority sees it, gives them the shaft.

She looked at him, all eagerness and trust, full of feist and fun, unlike any woman he'd met before. After only a few hours, he felt as if he'd known her forever.