Harper took her jacket off and sat down opposite.

Then during the next timeout, while his teammates huddled around their coach, Harper sat by himself at the far end of the bench, looking away.

With a sheet of foolscap and her writing kit, the Harper sat at the table.

Because he was tired, hungry, and confused, Harper sat.

Harper sat in his chair by the window, a tray of half-eaten food on the table beside him.

Major Harper smiled in return and sat.

Harper didn't get out of the squad car, but sat behind the wheel frowning at him.

She began reading as Harper sat back silently until she finished.

Harper sat with his elbows on his knees, staring at the floor.

Harper sat out two games, and wondered if he had cost the Knicks - and himself - a championship.