The smoke coming from the outhouse made Arnold hopeful.

Iurbi Faithchaser raised her sword.

Ricky was calling. He straightened his hair.

Jeffrey put down the skateboard slowly.

Louise was delighted to be alive.

Isaac could not feel anything.

Leah opened the door to the bathroom. She could not believe what she saw.

It was a quiet afternoon down by the stream.

Lord Darkford was in one of his moods.

Edwin walked into the lounge room and looked at Julio. "You make me sad," he said.

Tracey took a bite of her hot dog.

When Herbert arrived at his funeral, everyone cried.

Julian could see that Rodney was grieved.

Neil could tell that Ronnie was a servant. He tried not to worry.

For as long as Bruce could remember, he'd wanted to be a composer.

Vivian had been expecting Daisy for five hours. She raised her hands.

After spending a night in handcuffs, Ross was relieved to see his home.

Albert was in the shower. He had a can opener in his hand.

Aaron could see that Guy was childish. He opened the door to the living room.

There had never been an ambassador quite like Janet Green, and she knew it.

It was a dark and stormy afternoon. Gladys straightened her hair as she led the bricklayer into the basement.

Someone had invited a bird to Christmas. Ann knew what to do.

Lord Luis was eating in the barn.

Jessica had never been to the forest. She lit a cigarette.

It was a typical afternoon in the travel agent. Catherine ground her teeth.

Kelly opened the door to the bathroom. She took a sip of her whiskey.

If the paramedic didn't arrive soon, Laurie didn't know what she would do.

Kenneth had invited a director to Easter. He knew it wouldn't end well.

Seth put down the candy-bar nervously.

"Patience is a virtue," Lori told herself as she waited in the lighthouse.

Chris had come to Spain prepared. He was here to meet the thief.

Jenny was delighted to be floating.

It was a long way to the gully. Travis stopped and laughed to himself.

Clara opened the door to the control room. She was afraid of what she might find.

It was a dull, insipid evening. Shawn was in the closet.

Tyler walked into the cell and looked at Troy. "You make me afraid," he said.

The living room was covered in blood.

Nelson fumbled in the gloom. The walls were crumbling.

Becky could feel her heart beating.

Holly hoped that the mathematician was wronged.

Oestao shielded his eyes against the sun.

When Stanley arrived at Christmas, everyone ignored him.

Eduardo was glad that no one was coming to his wedding.

When Vernon opened the door Mrs. Stuart looked up from her book.

Yelay arose from slumber.

A sense of mystery was in the air. Bryan opened the door.

As soon as Easter started, Chester wanted a smoke.

The cheetah had escaped. Dustin tried to remain calm.

When Tim arrived at his grand opening, Sean stared in disbelief.

Tracy could tell that Bernice was bitter. She opened the door to the laundry.

For as long as Donna could remember, she'd wanted to be an interrogator.

After spending a night in the airport, Ella was relieved to see her wife.

The thief opened the door, and led Carla inside.

Tammy was the best exotic dancer around.

Jo-Ellen put down the ball slowly.

It was a glorious fall afternoon. Kelly enjoyed the feeling of freedom as he led the evangelist into the dining room.

There had never been a lawyer quite like Lillian Adams, and she knew it.

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

It was a long way to the swamp. Alex stopped and meditated.

On Sunday, Marlene always made a cake.

Going to the desert was a bad idea. Bessie rubbed her hands together.

Rosa walked into the bathroom and glanced at Marian. "You make me feel bad," she said.

The sound of the motorbike made Edith want to cry.

Ida could tell that Gwendolyn was a printer. She tried not to worry.

Martin could see that the porcupine was boisterous.

If the athlete didn't arrive soon, Arnold didn't know what he would do.

It was a clear and cloudless fall afternoon. Fernando was at the pub.

The basement was the perfect location.

Lucy checked her phone.

Anne could see that Wendy was excitable.

The koala had escaped. Scott knew exactly what to do.

The music coming from the wardrobe made Mae uneasy.

When Julia arrived at her party, everyone ignored her.

Lillian could not see anything.

As soon as Christmas started, Sherry checked her reflection.

Seth had come to Johannesburg prepared. He was here to meet the make-up artist.

Calvin fumbled in the gloom. The walls were slimey.

Lady Eldertreath was eating in the bathroom.

Douglas had never been to the swamp. He set aside his stapler.

It was a long way to the forest. Janice stopped and took a sip of her latte.

Dwight was in the attic. He had a bottle in his hand.

Jesse put down the guitar slowly.

When Linda arrived at Thanksgiving, Regina cried.

Nathaniel opened the door to the conservatory. He closed his eyes and took a breath.

Smoke was in the air. Stacy opened the door.

Louvo shielded his eyes against the blast.

Eliza-Jane could tell that Cheryl was lovable. She opened the door to the control room.

Tom opened the door to the wardrobe. His senses were overwhelmed.

It was a quiet afternoon down by the pond.

If the beggar didn't arrive soon, Francisco didn't know what he would do.

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

Someone had invited a puppy to Christmas. Thomas knew the fun was about to begin.

It was a cold, moonlit October night. Jeremy was in the closet.

It was a evening full of promise. Jo-Ellen took a long sip of her cappuccino as she led the assassin into the library.

"No one will ever know," Frances told herself as she waited under the bed.

The spin doctor opened the door, and led Vera inside.

Going to the desert was a terrible idea. Wallace bit his fingernails.

Lady Clara was in one of her moods.

The bedroom was spotless.

The sound of the coffee grinder made Gilbert hesitant.