Armando had never been to the creek. He wanted to start over.

For as long as Wanda could remember, she'd wanted to be a police officer.

Eibeo leaned into the wind.

Someone had invited a cat to Thanksgiving. Leona knew it wouldn't end well.

Lady Brandy was reading in the pantry.

On Saturday, Theodore made a puppet.

It was a lazy afternoon. Tim was up the chimney.

If the gondolier didn't arrive soon, Edith didn't know what she would do.

Ronnie had been waiting for Mario for six hours. He closed his eyes and took a drag on his cigarette.

Juan walked into the wine cellar and looked at Donna. "You make me giggle," he said.

Brittany took a bite of her apple. It was going to be a momentous night.

Neil was delighted to be floating.

The noises coming from the cell made Brandine hopeful.

It was a quiet morning down by the stream.

Judy could tell that Ana was a bodyguard. She tried not to worry.

When Sherry opened the door Mrs. Garcia looked up from her work.

As soon as the funeral started, Terri took a long sip of her Dr. Pepper.

Thomas opened the door to the wardrobe. He wiped the sweat from his brow.

Louis could not see anything.

Amanda was in the deli. She had a spatula in her hand.