It was a foggy Monday morning. Cheryl looked at the time as she led the locksmith into the lounge room.

It was a hot and humid night. Travis was on the corner.

It was a quiet morning down by the stream.

Dan checked his reflection.

Ryan had come to New York prepared. He was here to meet the composer.

Marshall had invited a tiger to his party. He knew what to do.

Yvonne was suprised to be alive.

When Willie arrived at Easter, everyone embraced her.

Ramona opened the door to the closet. The silence was overwhelming.

Jessie could see that Eileen was an explorer. She tried not to worry.

The bright light coming from the attic made Erik uneasy.

On Saturday, Phillip made a statement.

The bedroom was flooded.

Rerkee waited for the battle to begin.

Dolores could see that the wombat was imaginative.

Charlene was planking. She shuddered in anticipation.

Kirk had never been to the island. He took a long sip of his cocktail.

Terry had been expecting Gilbert for two days. He took a bite of his hot dog.

Claude crouched and tied his laces. It was going to be a long day.

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

Stephanie was relieved that everyone was coming to Christmas.

Douglas walked into the garage and looked at Terri. "You make me sad," he said.

Going to the river was a good idea. Katrina scratched her hand.

When the moon came up, Jeanette knew it was time to move on.

Travis opened the door to the stable. He struggled to breathe.

The hunter opened the door, and led Peggy inside.

When Sylvia opened the door Mr. Carter looked up from his book.

The sound of the bagpipes made Amber angry.

For as long as Justin could remember, he'd wanted to be a butcher.

Sam snapped his fingers.

Tanya was in the food court. She had a glass in her hand.

After spending a night on a train, Mary-Beth was relieved to see her mother.

It was a quiet morning down by the water.

Marsha put down the apple carefully.

It was a long way to the lake. Jo-Ellen stopped and took a bite of her bread-stick.

Sherry staggered in the darkness. The walls were crumbling.

Matthew was the best diplomat in town.

"It's almost over," Julio told himself as he waited in the museum.

Someone had invited an ant to Christmas. Carolyn knew what to do.

Niut leaned into the wind.

Juan could see that Stanley was an assassin. He tried not to laugh.

On Tuesday, Sidney always made an igloo.

Amanda could not hear anything.

Evelyn felt that Jessie was determined.

Lady Killee was in one of her moods.

Zherfoe shielded his eyes against the light.

Allan opened the door to the guest room. His senses were overwhelmed.

Benjamin shrugged. It was going to be a fantastic morning.

Going to the woods was a terrible idea. Geraldine checked her phone.

As soon as the party started, Rita took a bite of her bratwurst.

It was a rain-swept Saturday afternoon. Gregory raised his hands as he led the archaeologist into the wardrobe.

Lord Glassholme was reading in the corridor.

Terry was angry that no one was coming to his grand opening.

Cecil had been waiting for Francisco for five days. He lowered his gaze.

There had never been a yak herder quite like Cindy Cooper, and she knew it.

Louis could see that the ninja was muddle-headed.

Ted could feel his heart beating.

Keith knew that the bee was genuine.

Flium Doomfist raised his sword.

The noises coming from the dungeon made Kurt uneasy.

When Christian arrived at his funeral, Samuel fainted.

Jerome was the best clockmaker in town.

It was a typical day in the cafe. Arlene gripped her can opener.

The cloakroom was ready.

Opuirice arose from slumber.

Ray lit a cigarette.

Nicholas could see that Darren was discouraging. He opened the door to the lounge room.

Lady Maxine was in one of her moods.

Someone had invited a kitten to the party. Lucy knew what to do.

If the gladiator didn't arrive soon, Sidney didn't know what he would do.

Lady Wilma was sitting in the dungeon.

It was a sad winter afternoon. Ian was under the bridge.

When the moon came up, Julio knew it was time to move on.

Olasmia shielded his eyes against the light.

Matthew was under the mountain. He had a fork in his hand.

As soon as the grand opening started, Allan lit a cigarette.

Going to the gully was a nice idea. Armando took a sip of his chai.

On Sunday, Marvin made amends.

Pedro had never been to the woods. He cracked open another beer.

There had never been a sculptor quite like Lonnie Hernánd ez, and he knew it.

Bobbi-Jo opened the door to the attic. She was afraid of what she might find.

The music coming from the stable made Ana uneasy.

It was a long way to the creek. Tracey stopped and sucked her teeth.

For as long as Clifford could remember, he'd wanted to be a scientist.

Byron had invited a turtle to Easter. He knew what to do.

Timothy was flying. He scratched his hand.

Basil put down the kebab slowly.

When Larry arrived at Thanksgiving, Jamie ignored him.

The wolf was on the prowl. Glenn pretended not to notice.

Anne had been expecting Teresa for five days. She took a long sip of her cider.

Franklin could see that Cory was deep. He opened the door to the living room.

Lawrence walked into the walk-in freezer and looked at Tina. "You make me worry," he said.

The attic was ready.

The sound of the alarm made Floyd hesitant.

Adam had come to the windmill prepared. He was here to meet the guru.

Pauline could see that the mobster was busy.

Warren hoped that Jimmie was wary.

June took a bite of her sandwich.

It was a snowy fall morning. Violet was behind the wall.

Someone had invited a giraffe to the party. Felix knew the fun was about to begin.