Crear
Calling the tune
Cat my net
At death’s door
Rolled up her sleeves
Time of her hands
Bolt from the blue
Tying the knot
Giving me the cold shoulder
Get a grip
Carrying a torch for
Look around for someone else
Ignoring me
A total surprise
Behaved very practically
Getting married
Take charge, get in control
In love with
Plenty of free time
In charge
Very ill