Harper walked all the way down the I aisle and chose seats right at the back.

Curious, the Harper walked over and used the sleeve of her shirt to wipe clean a small circular window.

Those cries faded as Sharpe and Harper walked further from the village.

Breathing shallowly through his mouth, Harper stood and walked slowly over to the counter.

Harper did not walk to Sharpe, he marched.

Harper stood and walked toward the witness chair.

The Harper walked her back through his study to the door.

Harper walks in at five on the nose.

Harper walked through the kitchen door just as she stuffed half a turkey down the drain.

The Harper must walk all the way to the outside, but not once look back to see if his love is following.