Ous shielded her eyes against the light.

It was a quiet afternoon down by the pond.

Going to the swamp was a foolhardy idea. Ashley took a bite of her sandwich.

For as long as Leon could remember, he'd wanted to be a veterinarian.

Jerry opened the door to the bathroom. He went over the plan.

The office was a complete mess.

Vincent staggered in the gloom. The walls were slimey.

It was a bitterly cold July morning. Lawrence took a long sip of his short black as he led the candlemaker into the stable.

Howard put down the chair carefully.

Corey could tell that Arnold was an assassin. He tried not to worry.

Kirk was the best gravedigger around.

After spending a night in the airport, Tyrone was relieved to see his home.

Ravasoe Joywain raised his sword.

As soon as the grand opening started, Jessie buttoned up her jacket.

Eddie had invited a sailor to his wedding. He knew the fun was about to begin.

The pony was on the prowl. Milton panicked.

Scott knew that the monkey was predatory.

It was a damp April evening. Justin was at the pub.

It was a long way to the forest. Joanne stopped and twiddled her thumbs.

When Leslie opened the door Mrs. Green looked up from her book.

Joshua could see that William was daring.

Ilibai waited for the battle to begin.

Cathy could see that the gondolier was ordinary.

Teresa could tell that Hilda was skinny. She opened the door to the dungeon.

Jo had come to the submarine alone. She was here to meet the translator.

On Monday, Samuel made mistakes.

There had never been a truck driver quite like Marian Stuart, and she knew it.

Howard had never been to the sea. He chewed his lip.

For as long as Clayton could remember, he'd wanted to be a tax collector.

It was a quiet morning down by the lake.

When Ida arrived at Easter, Cynthia cried.

When the moon came up, Joyce knew it was time to sleep.

It was a snowy evening. Randall wanted a muffin as he led the winemaker into the attic.

Sceaxathor shielded her eyes against the blast.

"Winners don't quit," Freddie told himself as he waited behind the curtains.

Jerome ground his teeth.

The basement was dark and oddly quiet.

Someone had invited a dog to the grand opening. Micheal knew the fun was about to begin.

Anthony opened the door to the garage. He was afraid of what he might find.

After spending a night in hospital, Juan was relieved to see his father.

If the manager didn't arrive soon, Lee didn't know what he would do.

Russell put down the slice of pizza nervously.

It was a dull, insipid winter afternoon. Daryl was at the pub.

Terry had been waiting for Justin for four hours. He rubbed his hands together.

When Andrea arrived at Thanksgiving, Victor ignored her.

Nathaniel chewed his lip. It was going to be a long day.

Rita could tell that Felicia was a sound technician. She tried not to worry.

Janice could see that the puppy was passionate.

The artist opened the door, and led Violet inside.

Skearos waited for the battle to begin.

Josephine had never been to the desert. She wanted a banana.

Velma opened the door to the kitchen. She shrugged.

Sara had invited a badger to Easter. She knew it wouldn't end well.

When Mike opened the door Mrs. Freeman looked up from her book.

As soon as Thanksgiving started, Melissa ground her teeth.

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

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

Kent was swimming. He hoped for a miracle.

For as long as Mildred could remember, she'd wanted to be a diver.

Russell could tell that Randall was calculating. He opened the door to the pantry.

It started like any other night in India. Alan looked at the time.

Laura-May had come to Rome prepared. She was here to meet the burglar.

Marjorie walked into the bedroom and looked at Ronald. "You make me dance," she said.

When Jaime arrived at his wedding, everyone fainted.

Kenneth was suprised to be floating.

Jessie was the best paramedic in town.

The attic was the perfect location.

There had never been a security guard quite like Ricky Allen, and he knew it.

"It has to work," Wilma told herself as she waited at the wax museum.

When Christopher arrived at his party, Vivian ignored him.

Lisa put down the kite nervously.

Lady Judy was in one of her moods.

Calvin knew that Jeffery was conformist.

Norman could see that Chris was a firefighter. He tried not to feel intimidated.

It was a long way to the sea. Sarah-Jane stopped and cracked open another beer.

The chicken sexer opened the door, and led Stacy inside.

Claude had been expecting Bartholomew for five days. He checked his reflection.

When the moon came up, Jonathan knew it was time to move on.

For as long as Shannon could remember, she'd wanted to be a construction worker.

As soon as Christmas started, Donna took a sip of her margarita.

Lord Norhurst was waiting in the attic.

The noises coming from the kitchen made Jane hopeful.

Ken opened the door to the lounge room. He took a bite of his chicken wing.

Edwin was behind the wall. He had a flute in his hand.

The sound of screaming children made Vanessa laugh.

A sense of mystery was in the air. Annette opened the door.

Mildred was worried that no one was coming to her grand opening.

Hector had never been to the river. He closed his eyes and took a breath.

When Eduardo opened the door Mr. Rodrígu ez looked up from his book.

After spending a night in hell, Don was relieved to see his home.

It was a calm, yet eerie night. Gloria looked at the time as she led the clown into the basement.

Kim opened the door to the outhouse. She was afraid of what she might find.

There had never been a librarian quite like Alice Miller, and she knew it.

Felicia fumbled in the gloom. The walls were damp.

It was a dull, insipid afternoon. Eliza-Jane was in the garden.

Traelex shielded his eyes against the blast.

Alfredo had invited an illustrator to his wedding. He knew the fun was about to begin.

Miguel was growing. He knew it wasn't too late.

Franklin could see that Herbert was childish.

Bill could tell that Tommy was haughty. He opened the door to the garage.