Boys could go in some places where girls couldn't.

Any of the girls could 'a got themselves cut.

The girl could only laugh with revealed, open, glowing face.

But the girl in the back corner clearly could not.

You have everything going for you that any girl ever could.

But she couldn't resist, no girl could, not a lover like him.

She could talk a blue streak to anyone, that girl could.

Why couldn't a girl like him first, just for a change?

She wasn't sure why the black girls could be fat and the white girls couldn't, but clearly there was a rule.

His face wore a troubled expression which the girl could not but note.