Smoke was in the air. Neil waited.

As soon as Christmas started, Joanne sucked her teeth.

Carl felt that the dinosaur was frustrated.

Julio hoped that the florist was cheerful.

Mary had invited a knight to Thanksgiving. She knew it wouldn't end well.

It was a long way to the ocean. Kenneth stopped and smiled.

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

After spending a night in handcuffs, Jill was relieved to see her car.

Someone had invited a giraffe to the funeral. Joel knew it wouldn't end well.

Cara Bloodtaker raised her fist.

If the scientist didn't arrive soon, William didn't know what he would do.

It was a warm March night. Harry was over the fence.

Susan staggered in the darkness. The walls were rough.

Melvin was the best guitarist around.

Laura-May opened the door to the corridor. She was afraid of what she would find.

The cat was on the prowl. Claudia knew exactly what to do.

Yue leaned into the wind.

It was a dark, moonless night. Sergio bit his fingernails as he led the gladiator into the living room.

Irma had been expecting Joyce for four hours. She buttoned up her jacket.

The sound of the waterfall made Alicia hesitant.

It was a quiet afternoon down by the river.

On Wednesday, Claire made it happen.

Lord Vinine was waiting in the basement.

There had never been an architect quite like Isaac Cooper, and he knew it.

Diana opened the door to the dining room. She knew it wasn't too late.

Irene felt that Marie was noncommittal.

Going to the lake was a terrible idea. Seth shrugged.

Tom was suprised to be alive.

When Lillie opened the door Mr. Pér ez looked up from his work.

Christy hoped that the juggler was appalled.

Venauv shielded her eyes against the light.

Jill walked into the office and looked at Vernon. "You make me succeed," she said.

Patrick was choosing. He picked up his cup.

Wallace was in the library. He had an ale in his hand.

It started like any other night in the prison. Greg raised his hands.

Yeluo Willshaker raised his shield.

When Donald arrived at his wedding, everyone gasped.

After spending a night trapped in the mine, Casey was relieved to see his wife.

Clara opened the door to the lounge room. Her senses were overwhelmed.

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

"Just try not to cry," Janet told herself as she waited in the prison.

If the barber didn't arrive soon, Roberta didn't know what she would do.

Michelle hoped that the fly was logical.

It was a long way to the lake. Mae stopped and meditated.

Zachary hoped that everyone was coming to Thanksgiving.

It was a misty afternoon. Carla was in the attic.

The wedding planner opened the door, and led Leon inside.

Lord Estcot was in one of his moods.

For as long as Maurice could remember, he'd wanted to be a hairdresser.

Donna fumbled in the darkness. The walls were crumbling.

It was a cool summer morning. Lynn wanted one last chance as she led the actor into the dining room.

Haffuatyra leaned into the wind.

When Vicki arrived at her wedding, everyone welcomed her.

It was a typical night in the attic. Allen snapped his fingers.

Lady Addleworthy was reading in the stable.

Lord Peter was in one of his moods.

The sound of laughter made Erica want to cry.

On Thursday, Marshall made love.

Diane twiddled her thumbs. It was going to be a momentous day.

Tara had invited a shaman to her party. She knew the fun was about to begin.

Going to the desert was a bad idea. Dennis cracked open another beer.

Yvonne had come to the pyramids alone. She was here to meet the mortician.

Gerald could tell that Mark was a jailer. He tried not to smile.

Willie was at the door. She had a spatula in her hand.

When Robin opened the door Mrs. Morris looked up from her work.

Billie put down the muffin nervously.

Lillian had never been to the valley. She set aside her cocktail.

Janice was walking. She checked her phone.

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

Amber opened the door to the living room. She scratched her hand.

Eigelor shielded his eyes against the light.

The music coming from the outhouse made Kelly hopeful.

"Time to shine," Leon told himself as he waited in the nuclear power-plant.

Someone had invited a puppy to Christmas. Susan knew it wouldn't end well.

There had never been a swineherd quite like Norman Martin, and he knew it.

Audrey could see that the bee was profound.

The living room was the perfect location.

Jo-Ellen opened the door to the basement. She was afraid of what she might find.

Martha had been expecting Louise for hours. She closed her eyes and took a breath.

Clyde knew it wasn't too late.

The fox had escaped. Mike tried to remain calm.

When Gabriel arrived at his party, Roberto cried.

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

Eirn arose from slumber.

It was a bitter, endless June night. Pamela was under the bridge.

Tommy could see that the shaman was joyous.

Claire was angry that no one was coming to her funeral.

As soon as Thanksgiving started, Mary struggled to breathe.

Justin hoped that Brad was vulnerable.

On Thursday, Russell always made sushi.

After spending a night on a plane, Allen was relieved to see his mother.

Brandy was the best chemist around.

Jesus walked into the basement and looked at Sean. "You make me feel good," he said.

Terrance was in the bath. He had a plate in his hand.

Annette was swimming. She wiped the sweat from her brow.

Phyllis was suprised to be floating.

Carol had never been to the volcano. She took a bite of her sandwich.

When Bartholomew arrived at Thanksgiving, everyone rushed to see him.

Lady Juanita was eating in the wine cellar.

Patricia wanted to be alone. It was going to be a long evening.