Pamou Fearsong raised her fist.

If the marshal didn't arrive soon, Dianne didn't know what she would do.

It was a misty July afternoon. Lucy chewed her lip as she led the chef into the guest room.

Vanessa could feel her life slipping away.

As soon as the grand opening started, Victor wanted a cigarette.

Jack had come to China alone. He was here to meet the monk.

Samantha was glad that Doris was coming to Thanksgiving.

Someone had invited a deer to Easter. Clayton knew it wouldn't end well.

When Matthew arrived at his funeral, everyone fainted.

Alicia was delighted to be floating.

Shannon lowered her gaze.

Kristin was missing. She checked her phone.

Ray could see that Floyd was worked up. He opened the door to the armory.

Eleanor staggered in the gloom. The walls were ice-cold.

Randy hoped that Francisco was narcissistic.

It was a quiet afternoon down by the river.

The dining room was deserted.

Going to the reef was a foolhardy idea. Marilyn took a long sip of her mochaccino.

After spending a night on a plane, Irene was relieved to see her mother.

Robin opened the door to the corridor. The stench was surprisingly pleasant.

The crocodile was on the loose. Ralph tried to remain calm.

Bobbi-Jo hoped that the guard was neurotic.

Fleichimin arose from slumber.

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

Lady Ramona was eating in the living room.

There had never been a pawnbroker quite like Gertrude Thomp son, and she knew it.

"Patience is a virtue," Duane told himself as he waited in the cathedral.

It was a lazy Friday morning. Stephanie was at the wax museum.

Charles walked into the kitchen and glanced at Randall. "You make me tired," he said.

As soon as Christmas started, Vera raised her hands.

The smoke coming from the dining room made Marc uneasy.

Lady Jamesforce was waiting in the garage.

When Sheila arrived at her funeral, Lauren ignored her.

It was a long way to the mountain. Zachary stopped and scratched his hand.

It was a night full of promise. Tracey bit her fingernails as she led the mobster into the conservatory.

Dean was suprised to be alive.

Sue put down the bratwurst carefully.

Chester was disappointed that everyone was coming to Thanksgiving.

Ella opened the door to the bathroom. She could not believe what she saw.

After spending a night in hospital, Sherry was relieved to see her father.

Clara could see that Jeanne was presumptuous.

Megan could not see anything.

When the sun rose, Tammy knew it was time to find shelter.

Laura-May had never been to the reef. She wanted one last chance.

Rachel had invited a criminal to her party. She knew it wouldn't end well.

Craig was the best chimney-sweep around.

Sidney staggered in the darkness. The walls were sticky.

It was a quiet morning down by the river.

The wine cellar was spotless.

It was a dark, moonless night. Delores was in the clock-tower.

Wanda had been waiting for Elizabeth for four days. She closed her eyes and took a drag on her cigarette.

Lord Follee was in one of his moods.

The exotic dancer opened the door, and led Bobbi-Jo inside.

The sound of the vacuum cleaner made Jack laugh.

Jonathan took a bite of his banana.

Hector closed his eyes and took a breath. It was going to be a special day.

There had never been a mayor quite like Herman Baker, and he knew it.

It started like any other morning in the travel agent. Geraldine scratched her hand.

Lady Sheila was in one of her moods.

Beverly was in the hospital. She had a croissant in her hand.

On Saturday, David always made up.

As soon as Thanksgiving started, Wayne picked up his credit card.

Someone had invited a lion to Easter. Ethel knew the fun was about to begin.

Alfred could see that Terrance was disinterested. He opened the door to the chapel.

The smell coming from the laundry made Leonard hopeful.

Gerald was falling. He straightened his hair.

"It's going to be okay," Christian told himself as he waited in the nuclear power-plant.

Elly-May had come to Hell alone. She was here to meet the pickpocket.

Ella could see that Annie was a game show host. She tried not to laugh.

Megan was the best writer in town.

When Geraldine opened the door Mr. Morris looked up from his work.

Matthew could see that Ivan was calculating.

Smoke was in the air. Louis opened the door.

Marcia walked into the corridor and glanced at Vickie. "You make me glow," she said.

Jacob put down the croissant nervously.

The classroom was dark and oddly quiet.

It was a hot evening. Brent was in the bomb-shelter.

Ruth felt that the whale was inquisitive.

Lord Chester was in one of his moods.

Roy hoped that no one was coming to his funeral.

When Mary arrived at her party, everyone cried.

It started like any other morning in Paris. Vernon took a bite of his banana.

After spending a night trapped in the mine, Ida was relieved to see her wife.

Frank staggered in the darkness. The walls were damp.

If the diver didn't arrive soon, April didn't know what she would do.

When Dolores arrived at Christmas, Christine welcomed her.

It was a busy Monday morning. Lisa took a long sip of her Jack Daniels as she led the chef into the bedroom.

For as long as Elizabeth could remember, she'd wanted to be a musician.

Brandon smiled knowingly. It was going to be a fantastic day.

Bernice opened the door to the wardrobe. She shrugged.

Tracy could see that Evelyn was contemplative. She opened the door to the outhouse.

It was a long way to the planet. Melvin stopped and buttoned up his jacket.

Chad was the best matador in town.

When the sun rose, Betty knew it was time to run.

As soon as the wedding started, Lucy cracked open another beer.

Darlene had been expecting Loretta for five days. She scratched her hand.

The smell coming from the cell made Kristin uneasy.

The manicurist opened the door, and led Clayton inside.

Brad felt that the otter was envious.

Lorraine was suprised to be alone.