With time she faded away, though Inez, Leon, and Butch lived with the horror that another Graney might soon be born, somewhere.
Leon and Butch lit cigarettes, but Inez was too emotional to smoke.
They unloaded Inez and rolled her into the house and into her bedroom.
“He has to pay some guy over in the law library,” Inez said.
When they finished, Inez said to Leon, “Raymond called two hours ago.”
Inez was so wholly of the palefaces that she disdained an Indian.
Her first novel was “Inez: a Tale of the Alamo,” published in 1855.
Inez came near them from the window, by which she had been standing.
On the day his steamer was due, Señora Rojas again spoke to Inez.
Inez had specially loved to work for her brother, that so poverty should not oblige him to dress in a way unbefitting his birth.