Mark could see that Charles was greedy.

Scheloanys leaned into the wind.

It was a bleak, wintery May night. Priscilla was at the door.

Patricia staggered in the gloom. The walls were crumbling.

"It's almost over," Marshall told himself as he waited around the corner.

Daisy was the best writer who ever lived.

Jennifer opened the door to the laundry. She checked her reflection.

Curtis could see that Roland was prejudiced. He opened the door to the stable.

Dolores had invited an editor to Christmas. She knew what to do.

Lester was in the playground. He had a fork in his hand.

The chicken sexer opened the door, and led Sherry inside.

Bernard was singing. He hoped for a miracle.

If the clockmaker didn't arrive soon, Carol didn't know what she would do.

When Toni opened the door Mr. Green looked up from his work.

It was a long way to the woods. Deborah stopped and took a sip of her Schnapps.

Travis hoped that the octopus was experimental.

Raymond opened the door to the lobby. His senses were overwhelmed.

A sense of magic was in the air. Derek smiled knowingly.

It was a quiet morning down by the river.

As soon as the funeral started, Sally cracked open another beer.

Going to the stream was a terrible idea. Julio tried to hide.

Jose felt that the police officer was treacherous.

Someone had invited a duck to the wedding. Bartholomew knew it wouldn't end well.

It was a wintery evening. Dolores rubbed her hands together as she led the trapper into the pantry.

Brent could feel his life slipping away.

Melanie chewed her lip.

Glaothor Bonerunner raised her shield.

Euseamin shielded her eyes against the light.

For as long as Dave could remember, he'd wanted to be a manager.

The chimpanzee was on the loose. Samantha panicked.

Erica had invited a minister to Christmas. She knew it wouldn't end well.

There had never been a carpenter quite like Mathew White, and he knew it.

Sue staggered in the gloom. The walls were crumbling.

Kristin knew that Helen was coming to Easter.

When Vera arrived at her grand opening, everyone stared in disbelief.

Christopher put down his mouse. It was going to be a tough afternoon.

On Sunday, Gertrude always made certain.

The smoke coming from the attic made Felix hopeful.

It was a quiet morning down by the pond.

When Bessie opened the door Mrs. Smith looked up from her book.

Janice had come to Australia prepared. She was here to meet the scout.

It was a snowy January afternoon. Irene was at the wax museum.

Phillip opened the door to the living room. He could not believe what he saw.

Andre hoped that Hugh was antisocial.

Loretta opened the door to the corridor. She checked her watch.

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

A sense of magic was in the air. Clayton smiled knowingly.

Travis had been waiting for Calvin for two hours. He snapped his fingers.

As soon as Thanksgiving started, Arthur took a bite of his hot dog.

The kitchen was flooded.