Someone had invited an owl to the funeral. Willie knew the fun was about to begin.

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

Dale hoped that no one was coming to Christmas.

Willard was the best air traffic controller around.

Misty had never been to the woods. She gripped her fork.

"It's almost over," Paula told herself as she waited over the hill.

Charles could not feel anything.

A sense of magic was in the air. Debra opened the door.

David cracked open another beer.

Ralph opened the door to the outhouse. He was afraid of what he would find.

When Miguel opened the door Mr. White looked up from his work.

There had never been a guru quite like Stephanie Allen, and she knew it.

Joel had come to Ireland alone. He was here to meet the shepherd.

For as long as Gwendolyn could remember, she'd wanted to be a paleontologist.

The tortoise was on the prowl. Constance knew exactly what to do.

The sound of the vacuum cleaner made Russell laugh.

Marcus walked into the pantry and glanced at Roberto. "You make me angry," he said.

As soon as the party started, Jorge crouched and tied his laces.

Daryl fumbled in the gloom. The walls were damp.

Lady Pamela was reading in the cloakroom.

On Wednesday, Lawrence always made a robot.

Lucy had invited a panda to her funeral. She knew it wouldn't end well.

If the blacksmith didn't arrive soon, Freddie didn't know what he would do.

The sniper opened the door, and led Stephen inside.

Audrey hoped that the seagull was scrupulous.

After spending a night in handcuffs, Jeremy was relieved to see his boss.

The chapel was dark and oddly quiet.

Sheola shielded his eyes against the light.

Janice had never been to the woods. She knew it was too late.

"You deserve this," Gwendolyn told herself as she waited in the prison.

Kerzue Starcarver raised her sword.

Someone had invited a zebra to Easter. Esther knew it wouldn't end well.

Cindy was glad that everyone was coming to her grand opening.

It was a crisp evening. Patricia chewed her lip as she led the terrorist into the outhouse.

Lady Thelma was in one of her moods.

Katherine could tell that Eliza-Jane was dull. She opened the door to the dining room.

Richard was the best gondolier who ever lived.

Clinton hoped that the pawnbroker was hearty.

For as long as Penny could remember, she'd wanted to be a crook.

It was a tumultuous Monday morning. Rachel was in the temple.

Denise opened the door to the bathroom. The smell was overwhelming.

The sound of the alarm made Terry laugh.

There had never been a professor quite like Delores White, and she knew it.

Chris fumbled in the darkness. The walls were damp.

The chimpanzee had escaped. Adam knew exactly what to do.

Birfional leaned into the wind.

Going to the ocean was a bad idea. Karl rubbed his hands together.

Danielle could feel her life slipping away.

Jennie opened the door to the office. She chuckled to herself.

Ronnie had invited a dolphin to his wedding. He knew what to do.

The sauna was a complete mess.

Loretta was suprised to be alive.

Eddie could see that Fernando was a poet. He tried not to feel intimidated.

Ellen felt that the puppy was responsive.

When Timothy arrived at his party, Salvador laughed.

Misty could not feel anything.

Jennifer walked into the living room and looked at Casey. "You make me eat," she said.

Allen was praying. He lit a cigarette.

It was a clear, bright Friday night. Linda smiled knowingly as she led the firefighter into the cell.

Eugene went over the plan. It was going to be a long day.

It was a bright and starry March night. Daisy was at the football stadium.

Kelly chewed some gum.

Jose had never been to the island. He enjoyed the feeling of power.

When rain began, Florence knew it was time to move on.

Jeremy had come to America alone. He was here to meet the servant.

Cindy was the best criminal bar none.

When Hector arrived at his wedding, Eva embraced him.

Kathy was worried that Lydia was coming to Christmas.

The doctor opened the door, and led Lisa inside.

Quashieve leaned into the wind.

On Monday, Samuel made a cake.

As soon as the funeral started, Jeanne raised her hands.

Cathy felt that the drug dealer was guileless.

Nail Bondburner raised his shield.

For as long as Rosemary could remember, she'd wanted to be a botanist.

The smell coming from the armory made Max hopeful.

Philip opened the door to the dungeon. His senses were overwhelmed.

Joyce put down the teddy bear carefully.

When Cory arrived at his party, Fred cried.

Miguel could see that Herman was a singer. He tried not to feel intimidated.

Tonya could see that the horse was unpleasant.

It was a typical morning in the pub. Eleanor checked her reflection.

Going to the swamp was a foolhardy idea. Sherri enjoyed the feeling of power.

When Colleen opened the door Mrs. Harris looked up from her work.

Theresa opened the door to the basement. She put down her knife.

Charlene could see that Tracy was suspicious.

It was a quiet morning down by the river.

Nora staggered in the darkness. The walls were rough.

Jeanne was the best torturer in town.

There had never been a sniper quite like Joy Lee, and she knew it.

"Show no mercy," Christina told herself as she waited at the bakery.

Charlie took a sip of his Gatorade. It was going to be a long day.

Monica had never been to the mountain. She rubbed her hands together.

After spending a night in handcuffs, Diane was relieved to see her mother.

If the artist didn't arrive soon, Rene didn't know what he would do.

Erica had been waiting for Mae for six days. She raised her hands.

Kevin had come to Istanbul prepared. He was here to meet the painter.

When Yolanda arrived at her wedding, Richard embraced her.

Martha buttoned up her jacket.

Gene could tell that Dwight was fanciful. He opened the door to the laundry.