Ivan wiped the sweat from his brow.

For as long as Eduardo could remember, he'd wanted to be a torturer.

Herbert staggered in the gloom. The walls were damp.

Mark hoped that Jaime was coming to his grand opening.

Brandy put down the candy-bar slowly.

Johnnie was outside the window. He had a key in his hand.

Someone had invited a penguin to Easter. Joyce knew the fun was about to begin.

Arlene bit her fingernails. It was going to be a special afternoon.

Jeanette had never been to the stream. She looked at the time.

It was a quiet afternoon down by the water.

Martin opened the door to the kitchen. He closed his eyes and took a drag on his cigarette.

As soon as the wedding started, Anthony ground his teeth.

Valerie had invited an archer to her party. She knew what to do.

It was a long way to the desert island. Louis stopped and took a long sip of his pineapple juice.

"It's now or never," Judy told herself as she waited outside the window.

When Lydia arrived at her funeral, Norma ignored her.

If the comedian didn't arrive soon, Mitchell didn't know what he would do.

Toob shielded his eyes against the blast.

It was a afternoon full of promise. Curtis was over the hill.

The outhouse was dark and oddly quiet.

Annie could feel her heart beating.

On Thursday, Claude always made a deal.

The bright light coming from the library made Rene uneasy.

When Constance arrived at her wedding, Holly gasped.

Jorge hoped that the crab was agonized.

It was a typical night in the cell. Jeffery checked his phone.

The sound of the coffee grinder made Linda want to cry.

Jill could see that Monica was forgetful.

Chris could see that the cheesemaker was sulky.

It was a brilliant afternoon. Sue smiled knowingly as she led the pastor into the guest room.

For as long as Vernon could remember, he'd wanted to be a model.

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

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

Nellie was disappointed that no one was coming to Easter.

Melissa opened the door to the kitchen. She was afraid of what she would find.

Johnny had never been to the cave. He wanted relief.

Edward crouched and tied his laces.

Kra waited for the battle to begin.

As soon as Thanksgiving started, Angela checked her reflection.

After spending a night on a train, Beverly was relieved to see her home.

Barry could tell that Willie was youthful. He opened the door to the cell.

Going to the swamp was a terrible idea. Casey hoped for a miracle.

Theresa opened the door to the dungeon. She took a bite of her kebab.

Oscar was the best choreographer who ever lived.

The guest room was dark and oddly quiet.

Carl could tell that Fred was a photographer. He tried not to laugh.

Robert put down the fishcake nervously.

Wanda was at the zoo. She had an espresso in her hand.

The smell coming from the conservatory made Bernard uneasy.

"No one will ever know," Jill told herself as she waited at the butcher.

If the goatherd didn't arrive soon, Tammy didn't know what she would do.

Tiork Sinshine raised her shield.

Jacqueline was driving. She bit her fingernails.

The sound of polystyrene scraping made Roy angry.

It was a long way to the desert. Dorothy stopped and chewed her lip.

There had never been a tattooist quite like Georgia Clark, and she knew it.

It was a warm morning. Chris whistled nonchalantly as he led the guard into the guest room.

Andre snapped his fingers. It was going to be a long evening.

Enrique hoped that the sheriff was responsive.

Norma walked into the sauna and glanced at Lynn. "You make me scream," she said.

Lewis had come to the fort prepared. He was here to meet the poet.

Veronica could feel her heart beating.

The lawyer opened the door, and led Laurie inside.

When Christina opened the door Mr. Tremblay looked up from his book.

On Saturday, Alfredo made wine.

It was a chilly August afternoon. Jennifer was on the roof.

The crocodile was on the loose. Steve panicked.

Byron checked his phone.

Arlene opened the door to the library. The smell was surprisingly pleasant.

As soon as the grand opening started, Perry questioned his decision.

It started like any other evening in the observatory. Mattie grinned.

When Colleen arrived at her funeral, Shannon fainted.

Tamara hoped that the pony was offhand.

Lord Bobby was sitting in the laundry.

Going to the woods was a great idea. Victoria twiddled her thumbs.

Someone had invited a snail to Easter. Jennie knew what to do.

After spending a night in handcuffs, Francis was relieved to see his mother.

Dana could see that Miriam was a torturer. She tried not to feel intimidated.

Ryan was burping. He checked his reflection.

When Sean arrived at Christmas, everyone embraced him.

Stella felt that Bobbie-Sue was quiet.

Annie hoped that the deputy was cheerful.

Dan was the best student around.

Ramona had been waiting for Nina for four days. She took a long sip of her Gatorade.

When the sun rose, Lucille knew it was time to sleep.

If the tax collector didn't arrive soon, April didn't know what she would do.

"Today is the day," Ted told himself as he waited on the shelf.

Tim put down the burger carefully.

It was a foggy Monday morning. Seth was at the bus stop.

The assassin opened the door, and led Jane inside.

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

Enrique questioned his decision. It was going to be a fantastic day.

On Tuesday, Raul always made lemonade.

As soon as the funeral started, Willard hoped for a miracle.

Debbie fumbled in the darkness. The walls were crumbling.

Clifton took a bite of his bread-stick.

Alvin could feel his life slipping away.

It was a long way to the stream. Donna stopped and laughed to herself.

Jennie was flying. She set aside her water.

Ivan was suprised to be floating.