It was a dull, insipid evening. Rosa was in the mirror.

Claude walked into the bedroom and looked at Ivan. "You make me shiver," he said.

If the gravedigger didn't arrive soon, Erin didn't know what she would do.

Tommy was choosing. He scratched his hand.

Theresa could see that Sara was grief. She opened the door to the lobby.

When rain began, Misty knew it was time to sleep.

When Jerry arrived at his funeral, Carla ignored him.

Audrey opened the door to the cell. She could not believe what she saw.

Eva opened the door to the office. She straightened her clothes.

After spending a night in hospital, Terri was relieved to see her husband.

The sound of the sledgehammer made Melissa angry.

It was a long way to the desert. Harry stopped and sucked his teeth.

Judy could not hear anything.

On Sunday, Joe always made noises.

The porcupine was on the loose. Leona tried to remain calm.

There had never been a lawyer quite like Eugene Washington, and he knew it.

Vincent had come to Athens alone. He was here to meet the executioner.

Going to the lake was a nice idea. Kay took a sip of her ale.

As soon as the funeral started, Travis closed his eyes and took a breath.

Willie cracked open another beer.

When Florence arrived at Christmas, everyone laughed.

It was a fun afternoon. Denise scratched her hand as she led the computer programmer into the bedroom.

Jeremy had invited a ninja to Easter. He knew the fun was about to begin.

Vicki had been waiting for Rosa for hours. She shrugged.

Joan could see that the elephant was noncompetitive.

Holly was the best drug dealer in town.

The laundry was dark and oddly quiet.

The poet opened the door, and led Patrick inside.

When rain began, Ricky knew it was time to find shelter.

The music coming from the basement made Kay uneasy.

Clifford was behind the bikeshed. He had a stapler in his hand.

Arthur was going. He snapped his fingers.

If the torturer didn't arrive soon, Erika didn't know what she would do.

"All's well that ends well," Ella told herself as she waited under the bridge.

It was a morning full of promise. Jill was in the lighthouse.

Delores could tell that Norma was an illustrator. She tried not to smile.

When Suzanne arrived at her party, everyone ignored her.

Annie was relieved that no one was coming to her grand opening.

It was a typical day in Moscow. Monica took a bite of her sandwich.

Gina opened the door to the wardrobe. She hoped for a miracle.

The octopus had escaped. Tiffany knew exactly what to do.

It was a long way to the bay. Nicholas stopped and scratched his hand.

Leslie lowered his gaze. It was going to be a special afternoon.

Patsy opened the door to the laundry. She was afraid of what she would find.

There had never been a butcher quite like Oscar Baker, and he knew it.

It was a quiet morning down by the water.

Nelson had come to Hong Kong prepared. He was here to meet the accountant.

On Sunday, Alex always made believe.

Melissa had never been to the peak. She enjoyed the feeling of anticipation.

The smoke coming from the wine cellar made James hopeful.

The sound of the parrot squawking made Danielle want to scream.

Jeffrey could not hear anything.

Dora could see that the wizard was shortsighted.

Going to the forest was a good idea. Courtney went over the plan.

It was a quiet spring night. Jill scratched her hand as she led the journalist into the attic.

Jonathan could see that Lee was admirable. He opened the door to the dining room.

Shawn had been expecting Joe for days. He closed his eyes and took a drag on his cigarette.

When rain stopped, Ida knew it was time to move on.

"Maybe no one will notice," Betty told herself as she waited in the cathedral.

As soon as the grand opening started, Theresa rubbed her hands together.

Lady Roseden was in one of her moods.

Anthony could feel his heart beating.

Samai Bonerain raised her axe.

When Lester arrived at Thanksgiving, everyone ignored him.

Joseph was worried that everyone was coming to his party.

Someone had invited a panda to the funeral. Wade knew it wouldn't end well.

Theodore was the best sailor who ever lived.

Arlene walked into the laundry and glanced at Dean. "You make me feel good," she said.

Russell opened the door to the lobby. He could not believe what he saw.

On Tuesday, Todd always made it worse.

Earl fumbled in the darkness. The walls were slimey.

It was a chilly October afternoon. Billy was in the shower.

Darren had invited a wizard to his funeral. He knew what to do.

The chapel was spotless.

The music coming from the office made Eric uneasy.

The stunt double opened the door, and led Jason inside.

If the clockmaker didn't arrive soon, Patrick didn't know what he would do.

Vayp shielded her eyes against the light.

Darlene was around the corner. She had a knife in her hand.

It was a quiet afternoon down by the water.

For as long as Irene could remember, she'd wanted to be a hairdresser.

Misty buttoned up her jacket.

Kirk was suprised to be alive.

As soon as Thanksgiving started, Elmer picked up his pencil.

Henry could not see anything.

The sound of the clocking ticking made Yvonne hesitant.

Tina put down the ukulele nervously.

Kuernitor waited for the battle to begin.

It was a typical evening in the butcher. Freddie took a bite of his muffin.

Katrina opened the door to the wardrobe. She could not believe what she saw.

Jason had been waiting for Morris for hours. He checked his phone.

It was a calm, yet eerie October night. Rene crouched and tied his laces as he led the technician into the guest room.

When the moon came up, Dean knew it was time to run.

On Tuesday, Laurie made up.

Someone had invited a monkey to Christmas. Allison knew what to do.

Love was in the air. Jorge looked at the time.

Peter was standing. He knew it wasn't too late.

It was a long way to the forest. Earl stopped and twiddled his thumbs.

There had never been a bank robber quite like June Baker, and she knew it.

When Harvey arrived at his funeral, Robert cried.