Perhaps that thought crossed his mind because Hunt Rennie stood by the fireplace moving the toe of his boot back and forth across a smear of gray powder.
Hunt stood by the fireplace while thinking.
Hunt sat on a log outside.
The woman is taking a nap.
This person is carrying bread home from the bakery.
I managed to keep some weight by the time I turned thirty.
They are driving.
Grandpa is telling the honest truth.
the boy is not walking