As yet she had made no friends among these strange women.

She thought again of the strange woman at the kitchen window.

Then he saw his gun in the hand of the strange woman.

In the room with him was a strange woman who had killed her husband.

The strange woman in green met my eyes for a moment.

She was a very strange woman, even for a human.

Oh, I had other questions for this strange young woman.

Again she had seen the strange woman who should have been her mother but was not.

But she turned back to look at the strange woman once again.

She's just a strange woman, and a little bit different from everyone else, that's all.