Going to the desert island was a nice idea. Kimberly took a bite of her fishcake.

The sound of dogs barking made Carla want to scream.

It was a tumultuous afternoon. Mildred cracked open another beer as she led the coach into the classroom.

When rain stopped, Nathan knew it was time to find shelter.

If the radiologist didn't arrive soon, Norman didn't know what he would do.

Gilbert knew that the bird was treacherous.

As soon as Thanksgiving started, Erica chewed her lip.

The bright light coming from the cell made Ralph hopeful.

Sarah-Jane had invited a factory worker to her funeral. She knew the fun was about to begin.

Lord Langberg was eating in the outhouse.

Wesley fumbled in the darkness. The walls were hot to the touch.

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

Norma hoped for a miracle.

When Rose opened the door Mr. Jones looked up from his work.

Debbie opened the door to the attic. She could not believe what she saw.

Someone had invited a kitten to the wedding. Vincent knew what to do.

Francis hoped that no one was coming to his grand opening.

When Judith arrived at her party, Jo-Ellen ignored her.

Gail could see that Tamara was political. She opened the door to the classroom.

Wade walked into the cell and glanced at Allan. "You make me wet," he said.

The monk opened the door, and led Maurice inside.

Roaith leaned into the wind.

"It's going to be okay," Wallace told himself as he waited in the attic.

Dana had come to the North Pole alone. She was here to meet the sheriff.

After spending a night on the street, Gina was relieved to see her car.

Micheal was eating. He took a sip of his water.

It was a long way to the cave. Edgar stopped and took a bite of his slice of pizza.

Jose raised his hands. It was going to be a special afternoon.

Oit shielded her eyes against the light.

The sound of the chainsaw made Marshall angry.

It was a beautiful Sunday evening. Craig was at the zoo.

Alan had been expecting Terrance for days. He whistled nonchalantly.

When Sidney arrived at Thanksgiving, everyone laughed.

Nathaniel opened the door to the garage. He shrugged.

It was a wild, stormy April night. Glen struggled to breathe as he led the taxidermist into the lobby.

There had never been a plumber quite like Margie Green, and she knew it.

Anita was in the park. She had a flute in her hand.

Martin had never been to the forest. He enjoyed the feeling of power.

Stanley could see that Vincent was an oracle. He tried not to feel intimidated.

Casey was the best chef in town.

Eva hoped that the mathematician was subtle.

Lawrence opened the door to the pantry. He was afraid of what he would find.

The smoke coming from the bathroom made Jackie hopeful.

As soon as the funeral started, Tracy twiddled her thumbs.

Going to the beach was a foolhardy idea. Charlie rubbed his hands together.

Brent walked into the kitchen and glanced at Melanie. "You make me jealous," he said.

The pony was on the loose. Roy knew exactly what to do.

Douglas fumbled in the gloom. The walls were ice-cold.

It was a long way to the pond. Terry stopped and buttoned up her jacket.

If the spy didn't arrive soon, Dorothy didn't know what she would do.