Cory put down the skateboard nervously.

Going to the woods was a foolhardy idea. Judith ground her teeth.

Ramon could see that Gerald was an archer. He tried not to feel intimidated.

It was a quiet morning down by the stream.

Fred raised his hands. It was going to be a long night.

As soon as Christmas started, Amber took a bite of her fishcake.

Love was in the air. Mathew waited.

It was a long way to the island. Michael stopped and crouched and tied his laces.

Derek had been waiting for Karl for five days. He shrugged.

Kyle had never been to the river. He closed his eyes and took a breath.

Theodore opened the door to the library. His senses were overwhelmed.

The lounge room was flooded.

If the matador didn't arrive soon, Lewis didn't know what he would do.

Boelte shielded her eyes against the light.

Bob was in the hair salon. He had a burger in his hand.

It started like any other evening in the football stadium. Patricia raised her hands.

There had never been a pirate quite like Heather Hall, and she knew it.

Marie was suprised to be free.

On Thursday, David made sushi.

When Marjorie opened the door Mr. Ander son looked up from his work.

Daisy staggered in the gloom. The walls were crumbling.

Lynn hoped that Yvonne was coming to Christmas.

Jimmie felt that the lion was insecure.

The bear had escaped. Walter panicked.

Wayne had come to London alone. He was here to meet the sniper.

Lady Tammy was waiting in the dungeon.

Stuot leaned into the wind.

It was a evening full of promise. Gladys was in the nuclear power-plant.

Caruen Skykeeper raised his fist.

For as long as Rene could remember, he'd wanted to be a knight.

Frances was the best waiter in town.

The smoke coming from the kitchen made Benjamin hopeful.

Chester cracked open another beer.

When wolves began to howl, Geraldine knew it was time to sleep.

"It's almost over," Oscar told himself as he waited in the cathedral.

Jeffery had never been to the sea. He meditated.

Cecil took a long sip of his whiskey. It was going to be a tough afternoon.

Leah could see that the builder was groovy.

Love was in the air. Rick waited.

It was a long way to the stream. Laura-May stopped and took a bite of her hot dog.

Lady Peterscaster was waiting in the dungeon.

As soon as the funeral started, Gary struggled to breathe.

Marian opened the door to the laundry. She had dreamed of this moment.

Troy opened the door to the sauna. He giggled to himself.

The studio was deserted.

If the terrorist didn't arrive soon, Perry didn't know what he would do.

When Yvonne arrived at Easter, Sarah-Jane stared in disbelief.

Someone had invited a squirrel to Christmas. Sylvia knew what to do.

There had never been a criminal quite like Melvin Domingu ez, and he knew it.

It was a fun Sunday morning. Norman was in the cathedral.