The bright light coming from the wardrobe made Scott hopeful.

On Sunday, Jerome made a splash.

William was disappointed that no one was coming to his grand opening.

Nelson hoped that the donkey was noncompetitive.

The coach opened the door, and led Courtney inside.

The guest room was full of smoke.

It was a long way to the forest. Rafael stopped and knew it was too late.

"No one suspects a thing," Mattie told herself as she waited around the corner.

For as long as Bruce could remember, he'd wanted to be a fishmonger.

When wolves began to howl, Cody knew it was time to run.

Bobbie-Sue opened the door to the garage. She was afraid of what she might find.

Emily knew that the author was lovable.

Shane could tell that Timothy was reserved. He opened the door to the cloakroom.

When Ronnie opened the door Mr. Parker looked up from his work.

It was a warm summer afternoon. Jeff was at the casino.

Kyle walked into the living room and looked at Loretta. "You make me succeed," he said.

Amanda put down the ukulele slowly.

Christopher had been waiting for Dennis for two hours. He took a bite of his celery stick.

Rene could tell that Jeffrey was a messenger. He tried not to feel intimidated.

It was a snowy morning. Harvey meditated as he led the customs officer into the bedroom.

The sound of the motorbike made Angel want to scream.

Nathan felt that Billy-Bob was soft.

Going to the mountain was a bad idea. Ken wanted to sing.

As soon as Easter started, Bruce took a long sip of his wine.

After spending a night on a plane, Ralph was relieved to see his father.

Lord Coxlee was eating in the kitchen.

Lord Jesus was in one of his moods.

There had never been a social worker quite like Thomas Hall, and he knew it.

When rain stopped, Brandy knew it was time to run.

Gabriel was missing. He shuddered in anticipation.

Squaib leaned into the wind.

Brittany smiled knowingly. It was going to be a momentous morning.

A sense of magic was in the air. Marian waited.

For as long as Carrie could remember, she'd wanted to be a sailor.

The bright light coming from the attic made Tracy uneasy.

The psychiatrist opened the door, and led Walter inside.

On Saturday, Misty made promises.

Joshua put down his strawberry milkshake.

Neil knew that the bandit was independent.

It was a typical evening in the laundry. Guy checked his phone.

Willie could tell that Gilbert was fiery. He opened the door to the conservatory.

Sonia had never been to the mountain. She took a bite of her apple.

It was a bitterly cold evening. Derrick nodded to the juggler as he led the hairdresser into the library.

The dining room was full of smoke.

Lady Jacqueline was reading in the cell.

Bruce was the best game show host who ever lived.

Jo-Ellen could see that Paula was a geologist. She tried not to feel intimidated.

It was a brilliant Sunday afternoon. Joe was in the attic.

If the pilot didn't arrive soon, Donna didn't know what she would do.

Going to the creek was a bad idea. Melanie questioned her decision.