After reading their testimonies, I couldn't help asking where is the lie in their story.

Can you tell me where the heck I left my keys this time?

Excuse me, where is the toilet?

You keep talking about features, but where's the beef?

I called twice already—where are you?

I texted him 'where you at' when I wanted to know whether his priorities matched the team's.

After years of traveling, she finally realized that home is where the heart is, and settled back in the little coastal town she loved.

Sitting by the window while my children laugh in the yard, I murmured, 'where are the snows of yesteryear,' struck by how quickly life slips by.

After we went over the exact same issues and apologies for the third time, this is where we came in.

We need to find out where the shoe pinches if we're going to fix this system.