Kevin was praying. He took a sip of his beer.

Jim opened the door to the closet. He was afraid of what he might find.

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

It was a long way to the swamp. Hilda stopped and twiddled her thumbs.

After spending a night in handcuffs, Harold was relieved to see his father.

Zachary was the best screenwriter around.

It was a rainy afternoon. Chris was in the closet.

Gileard Singrief raised his axe.

Tara had come to Spain prepared. She was here to meet the record producer.

The sound of hammering made Wendy hesitant.

Someone had invited a hippopotamus to the funeral. Frances knew the fun was about to begin.

Vaz leaned into the wind.

When Gladys opened the door Mr. Wright looked up from his book.

Julie had been waiting for Leslie for three days. She ground her teeth.

It was a hot and humid summer night. Derrick laughed to himself as he led the marine into the cell.

Going to the island was a nice idea. Frederick hoped for a miracle.

On Friday, Marcia made a treehouse.

Patrick felt that Brent was sharing.

The ornithologist opened the door, and led Derek inside.

When Glenda arrived at her funeral, everyone embraced her.

For as long as Sue could remember, she'd wanted to be a gravedigger.

The noises coming from the library made Shane uneasy.

Carlos felt that the fish was bored.

Bradley opened the door to the lounge room. He nodded to the interrogator.

As soon as the grand opening started, Reginald bit his fingernails.

Hilda could tell that Joanne was preoccupied. She opened the door to the lobby.

Jerome was behind the wall. He had a cracker in his hand.

Jennie could see that Irma was a messenger. She tried not to laugh.

Kathy was the best barista around.

It was a clear evening. Mark was up the chimney.

It started like any other morning in the football stadium. David rubbed his hands together.

Lord Tillycourt was in one of his moods.

A sense of magic was in the air. Marc smiled knowingly.

Zyloorz shielded her eyes against the blast.

The sound of the faucet dripping made Chad angry.

Lady Marilyn was waiting in the corridor.

It was a long way to the volcano. Ian stopped and looked at the time.

The seal had escaped. Johnnie knew exactly what to do.

Jon straightened his hair.

Harold could see that the deputy was tasteless.

It was a quiet afternoon down by the river.

There had never been a taxidermist quite like Ryan Hill, and he knew it.

When Nellie arrived at her funeral, Deborah stared in disbelief.

"You can do this," Leslie told himself as he waited in the shower.

Seth opened the door to the living room. He had dreamed of this moment.

Sarah had never been to the hill. She buttoned up her jacket.

Patsy had been waiting for Teresa for days. She ground her teeth.

When Virgil opened the door Mrs. Nel son looked up from her work.

It was a afternoon full of promise. Madison was at the concert.

Sylvia was singing. She enjoyed the feeling of power.

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

Janet had invited a criminal to Thanksgiving. She knew what to do.

It was a bleak, wintery Monday night. Frances took a bite of her sandwich as she led the referee into the wardrobe.

The music coming from the kitchen made Mitchell uneasy.

When Jo arrived at her wedding, everyone rushed to see her.

Jennifer opened the door to the outhouse. She buttoned up her jacket.

Sonia was in the hole. She had a hairbrush in her hand.

Javier fumbled in the darkness. The walls were ice-cold.

The bank robber opened the door, and led Casey inside.

Plaorice shielded his eyes against the light.

As soon as the grand opening started, Leslie bit his fingernails.

Tina put down the slice of pizza carefully.

For as long as Nathaniel could remember, he'd wanted to be a garbage collector.

Wayne enjoyed the feeling of power.

If the musician didn't arrive soon, Clara didn't know what she would do.

Tom had come to the fort prepared. He was here to meet the plumber.

Cheryl was disappointed that everyone was coming to her wedding.

Michele could tell that Sylvia was a chimney-sweep. She tried not to worry.

The dog was on the prowl. Steve panicked.

The basement was flooded.

Lady Regina was in one of her moods.

"All's well that ends well," Ryan told himself as he waited in the hospital.

It was a clear, bright February morning. Ben was under the bridge.

Hev leaned into the wind.

Erica opened the door to the cell. The odour was overwhelming.

Going to the stream was a great idea. Roland sucked his teeth.

The sound of dogs barking made Dawn hesitant.

Clyde could see that Francis was discreet.

Gene had never been to the peak. He meditated.

It was a long way to the creek. Arnold stopped and took a long sip of his wine.

When wolves began to howl, Renee knew it was time to sleep.

Kevin opened the door to the wine cellar. He smiled knowingly.

Ann enjoyed the feeling of anticipation. It was going to be a tough day.

On Monday, Billy-Bob made a kite.

It was a clear morning. Roberto crouched and tied his laces as he led the burglar into the outhouse.

Juan felt that the tortoise was shaky.

Craep Sinmage raised her shield.

When Brittany opened the door Mrs. Tremblay looked up from her book.

The music coming from the bathroom made Dave hopeful.

Mabel fumbled in the darkness. The walls were rough.

There had never been a sailor quite like Tracy Coleman, and she knew it.

Love was in the air. Wesley waited.

When Annie arrived at her wedding, Beverly cried.

Lord Thornketh was in one of his moods.

Ramona had invited a court jester to Thanksgiving. She knew what to do.

Ralostoa shielded his eyes against the light.

The outhouse was dark and oddly quiet.

The butcher opened the door, and led Darrell inside.

"Dare to dream," Bryan told himself as he waited in the lighthouse.

Tommy opened the door to the kitchen. He was afraid of what he might find.