Erica had never been to the forest. She closed her eyes and took a drag on her cigarette.

Miriam could see that Brandine was a deputy. She tried not to laugh.

It was a quiet afternoon down by the pond.

It was a typical night in Japan. Edith tried to hide.

Bobbie-Sue felt that the lawyer was happy.

When the moon came up, Matthew knew it was time to run.

The smoke coming from the laundry made Tonya hopeful.

The coach opened the door, and led Claude inside.

Martha had been waiting for Mae for two days. She crouched and tied her laces.

Eva was the best mercenary who ever lived.

Lord Arnold was in one of his moods.

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

It was a clear, bright Saturday afternoon. Eleanor shrugged as she led the drug dealer into the bathroom.

Gary hoped that the pony was arrogant.

John had come to Rome alone. He was here to meet the plumber.

After spending a night in hospital, Stephen was relieved to see his boss.

Someone had invited a kangaroo to the funeral. Dean knew what to do.

Dolores staggered in the darkness. The walls were sticky.

Janice felt that Bernice was free and easy.

Mary-Beth twiddled her thumbs.

When Chad arrived at his party, Kevin fainted.

Uriwa arose from slumber.

Lord Caercaster was in one of his moods.

Emma was relieved that everyone was coming to Thanksgiving.

As soon as Christmas started, Francis cracked open another beer.

Margie was calling. She took a long sip of her soda.

"It's now or never," Lloyd told himself as he waited under the bridge.

Judith could tell that Marie was mournful. She opened the door to the outhouse.

Jason opened the door to the control room. His senses were overwhelmed.

When Pedro arrived at his funeral, everyone laughed at him.

Brittany felt that the truck driver was modest.

Gladys opened the door to the attic. She checked her reflection.

Crystal was the best jockey around.

The botanist opened the door, and led Theodore inside.

The living room was spotless.

The music coming from the lounge room made Sheila hopeful.

It was a magical afternoon. Vickie was in the cave.

The sound of the bagpipes made Marcia want to cry.

After spending a night in handcuffs, Bernice was relieved to see her home.

It was a typical afternoon in the food court. Sandra took a sip of her hot chocolate.

The bird was on the prowl. Fernando knew exactly what to do.

It was a long way to the lake. Sergio stopped and crouched and tied his laces.

Phyllis had been waiting for Michele for four hours. She gripped her beer.

If the undertaker didn't arrive soon, Jim-Bob didn't know what he would do.

When rain began, Irma knew it was time to sleep.

Philip walked into the outhouse and glanced at Maureen. "You make me yawn," he said.

When Gary opened the door Mrs. Allen looked up from her book.

Drildeered Bloodreach raised her sword.

Ashley was in the theatre. She had a knife in her hand.

Ernest had come to America alone. He was here to meet the jockey.