Someone had invited a chipmunk to Christmas. Derrick knew what to do.

Anita opened the door to the laundry. She bit her fingernails.

Patricia had invited a cat to her grand opening. She knew the fun was about to begin.

For as long as Jim-Bob could remember, he'd wanted to be a marshal.

Cynthia put down the sandwich nervously.

Todd hoped that everyone was coming to his funeral.

Going to the stream was a good idea. Jerome straightened his clothes.

Sandra could tell that Marion was a pawnbroker. She tried not to smile.

Ruben knew that the owl was subjective.

If the chauffeur didn't arrive soon, Max didn't know what he would do.

Claire felt that the drug dealer was trembling.

There had never been a professor quite like John Baker, and he knew it.

"You can do this," Deborah told herself as she waited on the shelf.

Timothy could see that Mitchell was strict. He opened the door to the guest room.

When Ivan arrived at his party, everyone booed him.

A sense of magic was in the air. Karl looked at the time.

Eliza-Jane opened the door to the library. She could not believe what she saw.

Leslie was the best teacher around.

Kevin fumbled in the darkness. The walls were slimey.

The archer opened the door, and led Megan inside.

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

Bradley could see that Ronnie was religious.

The monkey had escaped. Rita pretended not to notice.

Christina took a bite of her spring-roll. It was going to be a long morning.

After spending a night in hospital, Alma was relieved to see her car.

Jackie was at the skateboard park. She had a gun in her hand.

It was a typical evening in the shop. Kenneth scratched his hand.

It was a long way to the peak. Joan stopped and wiped the sweat from her brow.

Martin had never been to the pond. He wanted a bagel.

Ross put down the banana nervously.

As soon as the funeral started, Grace giggled to herself.

It was a sad fall night. Rhonda was at school.

The laundry was locked.

Someone had invited a kitten to Thanksgiving. Tina knew what to do.

On Sunday, Mark made it fun.

When Velma opened the door Mrs. Campbell looked up from her book.

Margaret could see that Beverly was a guide. She tried not to laugh.

Carole walked into the attic and glanced at Melanie. "You make me shiver," she said.

"You can do this," Martin told himself as he waited on the porch.

Cody could feel his life slipping away.

For as long as Bessie could remember, she'd wanted to be an oracle.

There had never been a stunt double quite like Mildred Brooks, and she knew it.

Lorraine opened the door to the laundry. The smell was unmistakable.

Diana had come to Istanbul prepared. She was here to meet the private detective.

The dentist opened the door, and led Vernon inside.

Laurie had invited a thief to her party. She knew what to do.

Presaen waited for the battle to begin.

Irma fumbled in the gloom. The walls were rough.

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

When rain stopped, Ida knew it was time to sleep.