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Answer for the clue ""Desperate Housewives" role ", 4 letters:
bree

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Etymology 1 n. 1 (context obsolete English) The eyelid. 2 (context obsolete English) The eyebrow. Etymology 2 n. (context obsolete outside Scotland English) broth.

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Bree is a fictional village in J. R. R. Tolkien 's Middle-earth , east of the Shire and south of Fornost Erain . It was inspired by the Buckinghamshire village of Brill , which Tolkien visited regularly in his early years at Oxford. (Supposedly Tolkien...

Usage examples of bree.

Nick thought nothing could stop his agitated pacing as he waited for Bree Hansen to show for their meeting.

He stilled, knowing Bree waited, knowing he had to check his heart rate before he faced her.

Betrayal came on its heels, betrayal that plagued him since the first moment he set eyes on Bree Hansen.

Folding his arms across his chest, he stared as Bree advanced toward him, bracing himself against her loveliness.

Waiting for Bree to comply, he observed the slight tremor in her hand as she reached for the tall-backed chair while keeping her eye on him.

Guilt riddled Bree like bullets piercing paper, leaving big gaping holes in their wake.

The recalled demand splashed Bree like a bucket of icy water, jarring her from her stupor.

No matter how many times she plead her case Nick would never trust her, Bree realized hollowly now as she stared at his uncompromising stance.

As he made an impassioned point, Bree noted his large, long-fingered square hands hacking the air.

Everything had seemed to blur for Bree after that until one striking moment when the Justice of the Peace asked Vinnie and her to face each other.

How tempting, how tantalizing, Bree thought, wishing it had come ages ago without prompting, without the need to rectify their undeclared war on each other.

Dragging in a deep, cleansing breath, Bree concentrated on the disastrous outcome if he won, if he discovered the damning truth about her, about Sydney.

With her keys digging into her palm, Bree trudged up the concrete stairway to her tiny second floor apartment, each step more leaden than the last.

Leaning her forehead against the cool iron railing, Bree released the tidal wave of regret, for the horrific present, for the loss of the past.

With more energy than she felt, Bree stood, dusted off her bottom, then approached her humble dwelling.