It was a quiet morning down by the stream.

If the dentist didn't arrive soon, George didn't know what he would do.

Bartholomew was the best imam in town.

Glenn opened the door to the cloakroom. The silence was overwhelming.

Frederick knew that the horse was enthusiastic.

For as long as Debra could remember, she'd wanted to be a taxi-driver.

As soon as the grand opening started, Bill took a bite of his spring-roll.

Norman lit a cigarette. It was going to be a momentous afternoon.

Lloyd opened the door to the outhouse. He crouched and tied his laces.

The library was deserted.

Salvador walked into the attic and glanced at Bessie. "You make me wet," he said.

Going to the island was a nice idea. Emily struggled to breathe.

On Sunday, Anthony made a statement.

Anne could see that Ashley was sociable. She opened the door to the classroom.

It was a long way to the volcano. Hector stopped and took a long sip of his short black.

When Christina opened the door Mrs. Thomp son looked up from her work.

Christian was at the travel agent. He had a key in his hand.

It was a damp autumn evening. Andy was behind the wall.

Leslie had come to the palace alone. He was here to meet the gladiator.

There had never been a pastor quite like Gregory Brown, and he knew it.

When Betty arrived at her party, everyone ignored her.

After spending a night in handcuffs, Bernice was relieved to see her boss.

Frances had been expecting Laurie for two hours. She knew it was too late.

The sound of the helicopter leaving made Peter laugh.

The minister opened the door, and led Clifford inside.

When Lonnie arrived at his grand opening, Duane cried.

The bee had escaped. Hugh pretended not to notice.

Sharon had invited a raccoon to her funeral. She knew it wouldn't end well.

Lord Ashlyn was reading in the laundry.

Vera opened the door to the attic. She raised her hands.

It was a quiet morning down by the lake.

Bruce was delighted to be alive.

Jeffrey fumbled in the gloom. The walls were sticky.

As soon as the party started, Mabel smiled knowingly.

Someone had invited a dog to Easter. Bartholomew knew what to do.

Love was in the air. Enrique looked at the time.

Juanita opened the door to the bathroom. The silence was overwhelming.

Ziniurf leaned into the wind.

When the sun rose, Peter knew it was time to find shelter.

It started like any other afternoon in the football stadium. Dale tried to hide.

When Alicia opened the door Mr. Garcia looked up from his work.

Javier put down the hot dog nervously.

It was a typical morning in Japan. Thomas wiped the sweat from his brow.

Christine was the best pickpocket bar none.

Danielle struggled to breathe.

Jenny walked into the laundry and glanced at Judy. "You make me jealous," she said.

If the guru didn't arrive soon, Deanna didn't know what she would do.

Delores had never been to the bay. She nodded to the air traffic controller.

The smell coming from the cloakroom made Adam hopeful.

Hilda opened the door to the office. She shuddered in anticipation.

The sound of the faucet dripping made Irene hesitant.

When Loretta arrived at Thanksgiving, Barry welcomed her.

After spending a night in hospital, Fernando was relieved to see his father.

Lady Ecclesstead was in one of her moods.

It was a warm evening. Jamie was at the bus stop.

Teresa could see that Kristin was rustic. She opened the door to the dining room.

Krisih shielded his eyes against the sun.

For as long as Laura could remember, she'd wanted to be a coach.

There had never been a swordsmith quite like Ashley Moore, and she knew it.

It was a clear, bright Tuesday afternoon. Sarah-Jane took a long sip of her Mountain Dew as she led the sheriff into the basement.

Katie could see that the radiologist was decisive.

Lady Evelyn was eating in the living room.

Peter had been waiting for Marshall for five hours. He bit his fingernails.

"No one will ever know," Mark told himself as he waited at the mall.

Going to the mountain was a terrible idea. Gordon closed his eyes and took a drag on his cigarette.

On Sunday, Jackie made music.

Marc could not see anything.

Rachel opened the door to the cell. The silence was overwhelming.

It was a quiet morning down by the water.

A sense of mystery was in the air. Morris waited.

Jamie put down the chair nervously.

Lydia was missing. She took a bite of her sandwich.

Joel knew that Alex was satisfied.

If the optometrist didn't arrive soon, Natalie didn't know what she would do.

Sylvia was relieved that everyone was coming to Easter.

It was a typical morning in Istanbul. Ross enjoyed the feeling of power.

Stacy raised her hands.

The shipwright opened the door, and led Maureen inside.

It was a cool night. Josephine was in the bomb-shelter.

For as long as Brandon could remember, he'd wanted to be a bandit.

When Deanna arrived at Christmas, everyone cried.

Johnnie was the best beekeeper bar none.

When rain stopped, Marcia knew it was time to move on.

The sound of the sledgehammer made Ron want to scream.

As soon as the party started, Willie bit his fingernails.

It was a night full of promise. Marcus ground his teeth as he led the chief of police into the cloakroom.

After spending a night in handcuffs, Esther was relieved to see her wife.

Jackie had come to England prepared. She was here to meet the hypnotist.

Daryl could tell that Nelson was a magician. He tried not to smile.

Megan fumbled in the darkness. The walls were hot to the touch.

It was a long way to the reef. Tina stopped and twiddled her thumbs.

Diana could tell that Pearl was observant. She opened the door to the bathroom.

Someone had invited a goose to Christmas. Chris knew it wouldn't end well.

Brittany opened the door to the attic. She had dreamed of this moment.

Qualdayyn shielded his eyes against the blast.

Delores hoped that the cat was airy.

"Patience is a virtue," Megan told herself as she waited in the hair salon.

Going to the hill was a foolhardy idea. Dawn took a long sip of her mochaccino.

Douglas straightened his clothes.

It was a quiet afternoon down by the pond.