It was a long way to the ocean. Andy stopped and wanted one last chance.

Larry opened the door to the stable. The odour was unbearable.

On Monday, Natalie made an effort.

If the shipwright didn't arrive soon, Bobby didn't know what he would do.

Lydia had been expecting Vera for six hours. She questioned her plan.

When Hazel opened the door Mrs. Allen looked up from her work.

As soon as the funeral started, Eric took a sip of his gin and tonic.

It was a warm spring afternoon. Daisy was around the corner.

Alan felt that the monkey was open-minded.

Byron crouched and tied his laces.

The noises coming from the wardrobe made Fred hopeful.

Randall had invited an assassin to his party. He knew what to do.

Tiffany opened the door to the chapel. She enjoyed the feeling of power.

Lawrence could tell that Francisco was upright. He opened the door to the waiting room.

Teresa could see that the wizard was sanctimonious.

"No one suspects a thing," Miriam told herself as she waited at the bakery.

A sense of mystery was in the air. Kent smiled knowingly.

Agnes had come to Athens prepared. She was here to meet the saxophonist.

James hoped that no one was coming to his grand opening.

The sound of the waves made Mary-Beth hesitant.

Roy was the best lifeguard in town.

The dolphin was on the loose. Jessica panicked.

Jerome put down the slice of pizza nervously.

Sluasm shielded his eyes against the blast.

Cheryl was behind the bikeshed. She had a gin and tonic in her hand.

Margaret fumbled in the gloom. The walls were ice-cold.

The fisher opened the door, and led Kathy inside.

It started like any other day in the cafe. Sally took a bite of her candy-bar.

Curtis opened the door to the office. His senses were overwhelmed.

The kitchen was full of smoke.

Eric picked up his can opener.

When Sherry opened the door Mr. White looked up from his book.

Benjamin had been expecting Jeffrey for five hours. He took a sip of his short black.

When Debra arrived at her party, everyone embraced her.

It was a brilliant June afternoon. Jackie checked her watch as she led the shaman into the control room.

For as long as Leslie could remember, he'd wanted to be a taxi-driver.

Someone had invited a pony to Easter. Mary-Jo knew what to do.

Donna walked into the laundry and glanced at Vanessa. "You make me sad," she said.

When the moon came up, Peter knew it was time to find shelter.

Nancy had invited a secretary to her funeral. She knew it wouldn't end well.

Rick was delighted to be alive.

There had never been a judge quite like Annette Brooks, and she knew it.

Shannon was worried that no one was coming to her party.

Lester opened the door to the dungeon. He went over the plan.

Torpeo waited for the battle to begin.

If the builder didn't arrive soon, Mary-Jo didn't know what she would do.

Vernon had come to another dimension alone. He was here to meet the sleuth.

As soon as Thanksgiving started, Patrick cracked open another beer.

Morris could see that the seal was sociable.

Going to the bay was a nice idea. Eileen chewed her lip.

After spending a night under a bridge, Clifton was relieved to see his father.

Loretta could see that Angela was a director. She tried not to laugh.

Corey opened the door to the waiting room. He had dreamed of this moment.

When Mitchell arrived at his grand opening, everyone cried.

Shelly was crawling. She crouched and tied her laces.

Penny hoped that the dogcatcher was disillusioned.

Cloism shielded her eyes against the blast.

The librarian opened the door, and led Priscilla inside.

Someone had invited a snake to Thanksgiving. Chad knew it wouldn't end well.

Rose sucked her teeth. It was going to be a long night.

When Gwendolyn opened the door Mr. Carter looked up from his work.

The waiting room was the perfect location.

The music coming from the kitchen made Audrey hopeful.

The hedgehog was on the prowl. Armando knew exactly what to do.

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

Bernard was in the hospital. He had a glass in his hand.

Pamela walked into the closet and looked at Geraldine. "You make me shiver," she said.

Ernest was the best dogcatcher in town.

Kirk was suprised to be alone.

Glen put down the ukulele nervously.

Smoke was in the air. Laura-May smiled knowingly.

When Chris arrived at Christmas, everyone rushed to see him.

"No one suspects a thing," Holly told herself as she waited under the bridge.

Lucille had invited a goldfish to her funeral. She knew the fun was about to begin.

Sonia could feel her life slipping away.

Clinton staggered in the gloom. The walls were damp.

Oth Windfoot raised his sword.

Kristin wanted to start over.

It was a night full of promise. Margaret bit her fingernails as she led the technician into the outhouse.

Heriup leaned into the wind.

It was a dull, insipid November night. Charlie was in the waiting room.

Manuel opened the door to the bathroom. He ground his teeth.

It was a long way to the valley. Alice stopped and snapped her fingers.

There had never been a cartoonist quite like Melissa Carter, and she knew it.

On Sunday, Marvin always made believe.

It was a quiet afternoon down by the lake.

The magistrate opened the door, and led Vickie inside.

If the chicken sexer didn't arrive soon, Tina didn't know what she would do.

The noises coming from the office made Regina hopeful.

After spending a night in hell, Jeanne was relieved to see her wife.

When Guy arrived at his funeral, everyone cried.

Larry took a bite of his banana. It was going to be a fantastic morning.

Terrance was relieved that no one was coming to his wedding.

The rabbit had escaped. Lauren pretended not to notice.

Misty opened the door to the bedroom. She could not believe what she saw.

Mitchell was suprised to be free.

Erik had come to Switzerland prepared. He was here to meet the bartender.

Valerie put down the fishcake carefully.

Uladuadon arose from slumber.

Jean hoped for a miracle.