Beth could see that Ruth was selfless. She opened the door to the library.

Micheal had come to Japan prepared. He was here to meet the ambassador.

The sound of hammering made Carla laugh.

When rain began, George knew it was time to move on.

Ellen nodded to the beekeeper.

The smell coming from the barn made Anne uneasy.

It was a long way to the sea. Bob stopped and chewed some gum.

The dogcatcher opened the door, and led Kathryn inside.

Hoarmitra shielded her eyes against the blast.

Someone had invited a dolphin to Thanksgiving. Brent knew what to do.

Enrique hoped that the kangaroo was self-effacing.

It was a crisp May night. Nicholas buttoned up his jacket as he led the captain into the library.

Katherine was angry that everyone was coming to her grand opening.

If the biologist didn't arrive soon, Daryl didn't know what he would do.

The elephant was on the loose. Roger pretended not to notice.

Marcia was jumping. She went over the plan.

Debbie was the best coach around.

When Kathleen opened the door Mrs. Hall looked up from her book.

It was a quiet morning down by the lake.

It was a gloomy evening. Steven was down the well.

When Charlotte arrived at her party, everyone laughed.

Claude was in the hospital. He had a hammer in his hand.

After spending a night in hospital, Christine was relieved to see her husband.

There had never been a teacher quite like Deborah Jones, and she knew it.

Henry could see that the game show host was panicked.

Going to the mountain was a terrible idea. Glenn wiped the sweat from his brow.

As soon as the funeral started, Geraldine chewed her lip.

Mae was suprised to be alone.

Louis had never been to the hill. He gripped his pencil.

Frances took a bite of her chicken wing.

Love was in the air. Ross smiled knowingly.

The waiting room was the perfect location.

Freddie took a long sip of his Jack Daniels. It was going to be a special day.

When rain began, Evelyn knew it was time to run.

The pickpocket opened the door, and led Carrie inside.

It was a long way to the valley. Jacob stopped and lowered his gaze.

Lori could see that Tara was fanciful. She opened the door to the stable.

Uffee shielded her eyes against the light.

Suzanne could see that Mary-Jo was a pilot. She tried not to smile.

It was a beautiful Sunday morning. Alfred was in the park.

The sound of the chickens made Marshall angry.

Johnnie opened the door to the office. He was afraid of what he might find.

It was a quiet afternoon down by the stream.

Lord Leefell was in one of his moods.

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

The dolphin had escaped. Eliza-Jane panicked.

On Thursday, Alfredo always made jelly.

Colleen was shining. She took a long sip of her Guinness.

As soon as the grand opening started, Annie raised her hands.

Charlotte was in the library. She had a corkscrew in her hand.

For as long as Naomi could remember, she'd wanted to be a terrorist.

Lord Jamescester was waiting in the laundry.

Lady Hilda was reading in the bathroom.

Katherine had come to Rome prepared. She was here to meet the bodyguard.

Gilbert knew that the seagull was obvious.

Patricia was relieved that everyone was coming to her party.

Crystal fumbled in the darkness. The walls were crumbling.

"They know it was me," Rodney told himself as he waited in the hospital.

It was a typical afternoon in the school. Aaron set aside his hammer.

If the scout didn't arrive soon, Cheryl didn't know what she would do.

Bobbi-Jo took a bite of her hot dog. It was going to be a tough morning.

Going to the woods was a good idea. Tara raised her hands.

After spending a night in hell, Hector was relieved to see his husband.

The smell coming from the cloakroom made Donald hopeful.

When rain stopped, Philip knew it was time to run.

Sarah enjoyed the feeling of anticipation.

Floyd was delighted to be free.

The lobby was deserted.

Herman was leaving. He ground his teeth.

Eugene opened the door to the chapel. He rubbed his hands together.

James was the best crook around.

It was a bitterly cold Friday afternoon. Eric was up the chimney.

As soon as Thanksgiving started, Victor closed his eyes and took a breath.

Lance opened the door to the library. His senses were overwhelmed.

There had never been a swimmer quite like Salvador Davis, and he knew it.

The weaver opened the door, and led Gabriel inside.

Antonio had never been to the sea. He scratched his hand.

Lewis walked into the waiting room and glanced at Gerald. "You make me giggle," he said.

For as long as Dolores could remember, she'd wanted to be a drummer.

Marcus was on the bus. He had a spoon in his hand.

"All's well that ends well," Nina told herself as she waited at the wax museum.

On Friday, Barry always made bubbles.

Laurie had come to the fairy grotto alone. She was here to meet the detective.

When Jared arrived at Christmas, everyone welcomed him.

If the pianist didn't arrive soon, Clinton didn't know what he would do.

It was a sad spring morning. Nora rubbed her hands together as she led the entertainer into the stable.

A sense of magic was in the air. Hilda looked at the time.

Skothuo Mindcleaner raised her sword.

After spending a night on the street, Kay was relieved to see her wife.

Mary staggered in the gloom. The walls were hot to the touch.

Jimmie could tell that Clifford was responsive. He opened the door to the dungeon.

Mabel could tell that Anne was a tax collector. She tried not to smile.

Edith bit her fingernails. It was going to be a long evening.

Rachel was delighted to be alive.

When Reginald arrived at Thanksgiving, everyone cried.

The bright light coming from the chapel made Ross hopeful.

Jaime opened the door to the waiting room. He took a long sip of his ale.

Sheila chewed her lip.

Tara was waiting. She lit a cigarette.

As soon as the funeral started, Patricia closed her eyes and took a drag on her cigarette.