Joe walked into the cell and looked at Erik. "You make me sing," he said.

It was a dull, insipid night. Gary was around the corner.

Maureen crouched and tied her laces.

For as long as Paula could remember, she'd wanted to be a judge.

A sense of mystery was in the air. Brittany smiled knowingly.

It was a long way to the pond. Julie stopped and checked her reflection.

Wynoa Starchaser raised her axe.

Jacob knew that the private detective was discouraged.

Ernest opened the door to the office. He looked at the time.

Alexander had never been to the waterfall. He tried to hide.

Smabe shielded her eyes against the light.

It was a quiet morning down by the river.

As soon as the funeral started, Allan hoped for a miracle.

Eddie opened the door to the dining room. He could not believe what he saw.

The sound of the drill made Myrtle want to scream.

Joann was praying. She enjoyed the feeling of power.

Tonya knew that the fish was conventional.

The library was a complete mess.

If the guitarist didn't arrive soon, Jamie didn't know what he would do.

When Marilyn arrived at her party, everyone rushed to see her.