She modeled it for me again that evening while I was tying my tie.

We stood in front of the mirror in my bathroom and I tied his tie.

He tied his black tie in the dust-streaked mirror.

But it reached crisis that evening when she tied my tie.

Mama tied my tie for me an off I went.

David tied his tie, brushed his hair, and put on a jacket.

She turned, resolved to keep her eyes focused on the business of tying his tie.

Egg was waiting for me to wake up so that I could help him tie his tie.

Then he suddenly remembered and stopped tying his tie.

Already she opens my father's letters, though so far she has not read them out loud or tied his tie for him.