The smoke coming from the closet made Roberto uneasy.

Sean had never been to the woods. He took a long sip of his Bud Light.

Marjorie had come to the submarine prepared. She was here to meet the athlete.

The sound of hammering made Alberto hesitant.

Victor had been expecting Francisco for two hours. He chewed some gum.

Lois could see that Joanne was objective. She opened the door to the guest room.

Vicki could tell that Billie was a spy. She tried not to worry.

Jay knew that no one was coming to his funeral.

Melanie grimaced.

Derek staggered in the darkness. The walls were ice-cold.

After spending a night in hospital, Russell was relieved to see his husband.

It was a long way to the bay. Franklin stopped and took a bite of his bread-stick.

It was a crisp night. Rafael tried to hide as he led the astronaut into the stable.

When the sun rose, Cathy knew it was time to move on.

It was a rainy afternoon. Carmen was at school.

As soon as Easter started, Glenda took a sip of her Dr. Pepper.

Roland opened the door to the pantry. He sucked his teeth.

Sergio had invited a beggar to his grand opening. He knew what to do.

When Danny arrived at his party, Jaime laughed.

"Patience is a virtue," Nina told herself as she waited in the mirror.

Kurt walked into the armory and glanced at Jon. "You make me angry," he said.

When Byron opened the door Mrs. Hall looked up from her book.

Smoke was in the air. Ryan opened the door.

Kent hoped that the chipmunk was dishonest.

For as long as Kathleen could remember, she'd wanted to be a plumber.

When Jim-Bob arrived at his funeral, everyone booed him.

On Tuesday, Lisa made it easier.

Marc was in the cathedral. He had a gun in his hand.

Catherine could see that Roberta was fickle.

Lee staggered in the gloom. The walls were sticky.

Larry closed his eyes and took a drag on his cigarette. It was going to be a tough afternoon.

Nelson was the best tax collector who ever lived.

Allison could tell that Elly-May was a spy. She tried not to worry.

Loretta wanted to start over.

Penny opened the door to the laundry. She could not believe what she saw.

It was a quiet afternoon down by the stream.

Someone had invited a dog to the funeral. Gordon knew what to do.

Leslie was paying. She took a long sip of her ale.

It was a sad Monday afternoon. Jenny was in the closet.

Jimmie opened the door to the garage. He ground his teeth.

It started like any other morning in the cafe. Theodore took a bite of his sandwich.

Zhesmaeral shielded her eyes against the sun.

Marcus had come to Switzerland prepared. He was here to meet the translator.

It was a long way to the ocean. Bob stopped and took a sip of his espresso.

The psychiatrist opened the door, and led Katherine inside.

When Stacy arrived at her party, Sylvia cried.

As soon as the funeral started, Steven questioned his plan.

Delores could not see anything.

The music coming from the garage made Louis uneasy.

Sheila walked into the studio and glanced at Ben. "You make me worry," she said.

When Brad opened the door Mrs. Tremblay looked up from her work.

If the animal trainer didn't arrive soon, Carlos didn't know what he would do.

The outhouse was ready.

Ryan put down the guitar nervously.

Justin was in the bell-tower. He had a can opener in his hand.

Chad could see that Jaime was sarcastic. He opened the door to the pantry.

There had never been a criminal quite like Ralph Moore, and he knew it.

"It's now or never," Curtis told himself as he waited outside the window.

A sense of mystery was in the air. Brian looked at the time.

Grace was the best greengrocer bar none.

Adrian knew that Melvin was venomous.

Rourlana leaned into the wind.

When wolves began to howl, Albert knew it was time to find shelter.

It was a fun morning. Gloria was on the roof.

Sergio was relieved that Morris was coming to his funeral.

Terry fumbled in the gloom. The walls were rough.

Maria took a bite of her croissant. It was going to be a momentous evening.

Seth had never been to the desert island. He raised his hands.

April opened the door to the outhouse. The silence was overwhelming.

The sound of the bagpipes made Terrence want to scream.

Floyd had been waiting for Eric for hours. He took a long sip of his cocktail.

Erik could see that Jonathan was a jailer. He tried not to laugh.

The noises coming from the dining room made Julia uneasy.

When Brittany arrived at Thanksgiving, Victoria embraced her.

Tracey checked her reflection.

On Sunday, Pedro always made the bed.

Derrick felt that the bird was complex.

Bruce had come to Johannesburg alone. He was here to meet the minister.

Clyde was praying. He scratched his hand.

Dianne was the best construction worker who ever lived.

It was a wintery afternoon. Walter took a bite of his muffin as he led the terrorist into the dining room.

There had never been a graphic artist quite like Pamela Adams, and she knew it.

Joy had invited a private detective to her funeral. She knew the fun was about to begin.

When Josephine arrived at Christmas, Catherine cried.

"Maybe no one will notice," Dwight told himself as he waited at the mall.

After spending a night trapped in the mine, Eliza-Jane was relieved to see her mother.

The chimpanzee was on the prowl. April pretended not to notice.

The carpenter opened the door, and led Darren inside.

The guest room was the perfect location.

It was a clear spring morning. Brandy was over the fence.

If the plumber didn't arrive soon, Dora didn't know what she would do.

Vivian could see that the criminal was dejected.

Lillie put down the kite nervously.

Barry raised his hands. It was going to be a special evening.

As soon as the grand opening started, Clara chewed some gum.

Lord Todd was in one of his moods.

When the sun rose, Debbie knew it was time to sleep.

Ielee Starcrest raised her axe.

Carole was in the shower. She had a margarita in her hand.

Thelma was angry that everyone was coming to her party.