When Fred arrived at his party, everyone gasped.

Holly buttoned up her jacket.

Billy-Bob was the best beautician bar none.

As soon as the funeral started, Anita went over the plan.

Joseph could see that Billy was slow.

Jennifer could see that Dana was unlucky. She opened the door to the dining room.

Stu Goldbane raised her shield.

Love was in the air. Johnny smiled knowingly.

Kenneth had invited an octopus to Easter. He knew it wouldn't end well.

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

Lucille felt that the painter was dogmatic.

For as long as Edna could remember, she'd wanted to be a chef.

Betty could see that the goldfish was irreligious.

Tanya had never been to the island. She grimaced.

Dwayne could see that Gene was an interior designer. He tried not to smile.

Rafael staggered in the gloom. The walls were crumbling.

Tiffany was at the casino. She had a flower in her hand.

Ronnie shrugged. It was going to be a tough day.

"Just be yourself," Clayton told himself as he waited at the train station.

It was a hot and humid Tuesday night. Mary-Beth was in the kitchen.

The music coming from the cell made Veronica hopeful.

Jason was looking. He whistled nonchalantly.

There had never been a guitarist quite like Shirley Pear son, and she knew it.

Someone had invited a camel to the party. Neil knew what to do.

On Saturday, Megan made a difference.

It was a damp spring evening. Francis looked at the time as he led the linguist into the wardrobe.

When Shawn arrived at his wedding, Jacob rushed to see him.

Wesley could not feel anything.

Kroerpe shielded his eyes against the blast.

After spending a night on a plane, Melissa was relieved to see her boss.

Eileen walked into the attic and glanced at Carla. "You make me feel good," she said.

Andy hoped that no one was coming to his funeral.

Alma put down the candy-bar slowly.

Terrance could see that Joshua was irresponsible. He opened the door to the kitchen.

The sound of the bagpipes made Floyd laugh.

When rain stopped, Kristin knew it was time to find shelter.

Going to the stream was a great idea. Jack shrugged.

Jon was delighted to be alive.

Sally felt that the undertaker was vivacious.

The library was spotless.

Zeg arose from slumber.

It started like any other evening in the wax museum. Ian swallowed nervously.

Mario fumbled in the darkness. The walls were slimey.

When Ricardo arrived at Easter, everyone cried.

Claudia was the best beekeeper who ever lived.

For as long as Wayne could remember, he'd wanted to be a pilot.

Edgar opened the door to the garage. He checked his phone.

Stephanie was in the bath. She had a spatula in her hand.

Dennis had never been to the beach. He scratched his hand.

Donna could tell that Olga was an air traffic controller. She tried not to smile.

Dave could see that the wolf was strict.

Sue had come to the escape-pod prepared. She was here to meet the sheriff.

It was a long way to the desert. Earl stopped and lowered his gaze.

It was a calm, yet eerie December night. Naomi was under the mountain.

Gabriel checked his phone.

Ian opened the door to the wardrobe. The odour was surprisingly pleasant.

The noises coming from the cell made Bonnie uneasy.

Farui shielded his eyes against the light.

The sound of the alarm made Carole want to cry.

Doris knew that the referee was formal.

The bathroom was deserted.

"Just try not to cry," Freddie told himself as he waited in the hair salon.

Phigeynn Worldwish raised his sword.

It was a quiet morning down by the stream.

Leona could feel her life slipping away.

Felicia was delighted to be free.

There had never been a fisher quite like Maxine Williams, and she knew it.

When Russell arrived at his grand opening, Mildred embraced him.

On Wednesday, Basil always made a mess.

Edith put down the bread-stick slowly.

After spending a night in hospital, Alice was relieved to see her car.

Spiowo waited for the battle to begin.

If the spy didn't arrive soon, Barbara didn't know what she would do.

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

Lord Jonathan was in one of his moods.

Carlos had never been to the river. He wanted one last chance.

Ana buttoned up her jacket. It was going to be a momentous afternoon.

As soon as the funeral started, Fernando took a bite of his fishcake.

When Douglas opened the door Mrs. King looked up from her work.

It was a crisp September evening. Duane was on the roof.

Javier had invited a duck to Thanksgiving. He knew what to do.

Kathleen fumbled in the darkness. The walls were rough.

Basil opened the door to the wardrobe. He was afraid of what he would find.

Jo knew that the kitten was opinionated.

The sound of the chainsaw made Nathan want to scream.

It was a bright and starry night. Laurie shrugged as she led the judge into the living room.

Daniel crouched and tied his laces.

The tax collector opened the door, and led Derek inside.

Armando was in the lighthouse. He had a pencil in his hand.

When Nathaniel arrived at his funeral, Elsie booed him.

Amanda was jumping. She hoped for a miracle.

The sauna was dark and oddly quiet.

It was a long way to the planet. Barbara stopped and checked her watch.

Isaac put down the pickle carefully.

For as long as Karen could remember, she'd wanted to be a linguist.

Keith was suprised to be alive.

Marcus was the best construction worker bar none.

The snake was on the loose. Carla pretended not to notice.

Lord Jon was sitting in the studio.

Someone had invited a kitten to Christmas. Allen knew the fun was about to begin.