Dad and I moved out into the living room.

Last night she had asked Dad to move the round oak table from the library into her room.

As if, with Jase gone and Dad moved out, things weren't bad enough.

Then Dad moved into management and was able to help Junior along.

Number one: get Mum and Dad to move house immediately.

Dad quit his job and moved us to Bayonne, where nobody knew.

Passed over for a job, Dad moved the family back to Canada.

Dad probably moved it in here after Mother died just to get it out of his way.

If Dad would move away from the fireplace I could light the fire myself.

Mom and I turned to leave, but Dad didn't move.