Dana knew that the duck was sentimental.

Crystal was in the bomb-shelter. She had a hairbrush in her hand.

There had never been a drug dealer quite like Fred Lóp ez, and he knew it.

Shannon opened the door to the bathroom. She shuddered in anticipation.

Francis was the best park ranger bar none.

Brittany put down the bagel nervously.

Ziniocry shielded her eyes against the blast.

After spending a night in hell, Cheryl was relieved to see her husband.

When rain began, Darren knew it was time to run.

It was a gloomy Saturday morning. Darrell crouched and tied his laces as he led the assassin into the office.

For as long as Kathryn could remember, she'd wanted to be a scientist.

It was a typical Wednesday afternoon. Shane was in the closet.

Going to the island was a terrible idea. Bonnie took a sip of her beer.

The sound of the baby crying made Tyrone laugh.

Sherry knew that Regina was reassured.

Doris opened the door to the studio. She was afraid of what she would find.

Marion chuckled to herself. It was going to be a long afternoon.

On Sunday, Connie always made jewelry.

Stephanie walked into the garage and glanced at Cory. "You make me jump," she said.

"You deserve this," Valerie told herself as she waited in the deli.

When Maureen arrived at Christmas, Beth fainted.

Edith could tell that Brenda was adventurous. She opened the door to the attic.

The truck driver opened the door, and led Brad inside.

Someone had invited a bunny to the grand opening. Lance knew what to do.

Lewis had been waiting for Luis for three days. He smiled knowingly.

When Karl opened the door Mr. Walker looked up from his work.

When Brian arrived at his wedding, Patricia welcomed him.

Barry had invited a physician to his funeral. He knew what to do.

Earl could see that Darrell was a mortician. He tried not to feel intimidated.

Sidney was flying. He took a long sip of his rum and coke.

The turtle was on the prowl. Bill panicked.

Yeseick waited for the battle to begin.

It was a wild, stormy night. Theresa took a bite of her chicken wing as she led the carver into the basement.

Phillip opened the door to the bedroom. He closed his eyes and took a breath.

As soon as the grand opening started, Michele crouched and tied her laces.

Erika knew that no one was coming to her wedding.

David could see that the koala was ritualistic.

Beverly fumbled in the darkness. The walls were sticky.

Mildred was suprised to be free.

If the architect didn't arrive soon, Connie didn't know what she would do.

After spending a night in jail, Melissa was relieved to see her wife.

Phyllis hoped that Judith was dominating.

Stanley put down the carrot slowly.

Ian was the best lighthouse-keeper who ever lived.

Zeesmayra shielded his eyes against the blast.

There had never been a photographer quite like Jason Jones, and he knew it.

The smoke coming from the dungeon made Fred uneasy.

Lord Bartholomew was reading in the barn.

Bobbie-Sue was burping. She lowered her gaze.

Aug Starseller raised his shield.