Ms. Peterson realized that she was one street off from the doctor’s office, so she knew she could cut through to the next parallel street in order to reach her destination.

I was able to draw a vertical line straight down intersecting the two parallel lines that it crossed over.

Even though I struggle with parallel parking, there was only one space left in the long line of cars parked facing north on the street.

Once I cut into the raspberry, pineapple and lemon cake, I could see the parallel layers of fruit in it.

Both the lettered and numbered streets ran parallel to each other in order for the town’s streets to form a grid.