When Ruben arrived at his funeral, everyone embraced him.

Francis could tell that Kent was a juggler. He tried not to worry.

Hazel hoped that no one was coming to her grand opening.

There had never been a dietician quite like Renee Morris, and she knew it.

Smoke was in the air. Bartholomew waited.

Shannon opened the door to the guest room. She went over the plan.

It was a bright and starry night. Vanessa was behind the bikeshed.

It was a quiet morning down by the pond.

The wardrobe was covered in blood.

Sarah had invited a horse to Thanksgiving. She knew the fun was about to begin.

Donna crouched and tied her laces. It was going to be a long day.

After spending a night on a train, Lillie was relieved to see her mother.

Bobbie-Sue was in the kitchen. She had a hairbrush in her hand.

Carl walked into the barn and looked at Chad. "You make me dance," he said.

The linguist opened the door, and led Kristin inside.

Kirk was the best tailor bar none.

Magou waited for the battle to begin.

For as long as Ralph could remember, he'd wanted to be a banker.

Madison was suprised to be alive.

"Just breathe," Thomas told himself as he waited in the pantry.

If the boatbuilder didn't arrive soon, Donna didn't know what she would do.

When Tara opened the door Mr. Lee looked up from his book.

Theodore had come to Brazil alone. He was here to meet the reporter.

Virginia had been expecting Geraldine for three hours. She rubbed her hands together.

The pony had escaped. Bartholomew knew exactly what to do.

Philip had never been to the beach. He took a bite of his candy-bar.

Alberto could feel his life slipping away.

The noises coming from the closet made Arnold uneasy.

Erika opened the door to the cloakroom. She could not believe what she saw.

Someone had invited a dog to Easter. Jim knew the fun was about to begin.

Melanie could see that the duck was thievish.

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

The sound of the alarm made Ken want to scream.

When wolves began to howl, Karen knew it was time to run.

Allison hoped that Elly-May was antisocial.

It was a long way to the woods. Claude stopped and knew it wasn't too late.

Angela was running. She closed her eyes and took a breath.

"Dare to dream," Jacqueline told herself as she waited in the food court.

Thelma could see that the baker was escapist.

Dana took a bite of her slice of pizza.

Smoke was in the air. Lonnie waited.

Pauline was disappointed that no one was coming to Thanksgiving.

Lord Applehay was in one of his moods.

It was a quiet afternoon down by the stream.

On Monday, Becky made pizza.

It started like any other night in New York. Jo-Ellen questioned her decision.

The dentist opened the door, and led Kimberly inside.

Wayne could tell that Ian was a pawnbroker. He tried not to smile.

Debra opened the door to the control room. She was afraid of what she would find.

The bright light coming from the living room made Lydia hopeful.

Paul had been waiting for Peter for two hours. He smiled knowingly.

Huorgo waited for the battle to begin.

There had never been a printer quite like Bruce Adams, and he knew it.

It was a evening full of promise. Ivan was in the corner.

Kyle put down the bratwurst carefully.

Victoria was the best sage bar none.

When Frances arrived at Thanksgiving, everyone booed her.

Marion had never been to the mountain. She took a sip of her piña colada.

Wysaxoured Faithhand raised her axe.

Violet was in the food court. She had a chardonnay in her hand.

When Ramon opened the door Mr. Lewis looked up from his work.

Wallace could see that Reginald was cheerful. He opened the door to the office.

After spending a night on a train, Jeremy was relieved to see his home.

Dwight had come to Canada prepared. He was here to meet the swordsmith.

Someone had invited a donkey to the wedding. Jeff knew it wouldn't end well.

The pony was on the loose. Mary-Beth panicked.

When Allan arrived at his funeral, everyone gasped.

Carole was angry that no one was coming to Christmas.

Going to the woods was a nice idea. Guy took a sip of his milkshake.

As soon as Easter started, Jorge smiled knowingly.

Leonard opened the door to the laundry. He could not believe what he saw.

It was a typical afternoon in the conservatory. Marshall hoped for a miracle.

Jeffrey could see that the detective was submissive.

Leosaolex shielded her eyes against the light.

Stacy could not see anything.

The dentist opened the door, and led Duane inside.

Michelle opened the door to the cell. She wiped the sweat from her brow.

Louis was singing. He meditated.

There had never been a paramedic quite like Jose King, and he knew it.

It was a bleak, wintery summer afternoon. Walter was in the temple.

The living room was spotless.

When Mathew arrived at Thanksgiving, everyone embraced him.

Tony took a sip of his beer.

Annette had never been to the desert island. She grimaced.

Lord Darkwood was reading in the office.

Elaine staggered in the darkness. The walls were crumbling.

Xyra arose from slumber.

The sound of the sledgehammer made Ethel laugh.

On Sunday, Rita always made a pact.

When the sun rose, Hilda knew it was time to move on.

Jon was behind the tree. He had a Jim Beam in his hand.

Allan was suprised to be free.

When Rosa arrived at Easter, Melanie gasped.

Amber walked into the dining room and looked at Jennie. "You make me a better person," she said.

Constance had been waiting for Eva for days. She took a bite of her burger.

Steven had come to the windmill alone. He was here to meet the fisher.

If the poet didn't arrive soon, Shawn didn't know what he would do.

The bright light coming from the laundry made Carl hopeful.

Chris was searching. He struggled to breathe.

Qismielex shielded his eyes against the light.