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

It was a quiet - Months night. Alice was at school.

Ealiace leaned into the wind.

Albert put down the ukulele slowly.

Going to the lake was a great idea. Claire enjoyed the feeling of freedom.

Ann had been waiting for Priscilla for two days. She ground her teeth.

Mitchell felt that the DJ was impractical.

Hazel felt that the hamster was useless.

When April arrived at her grand opening, Roberto ignored her.

Hilda was suprised to be alive.

Kathy was the best editor in town.

Minnie opened the door to the dungeon. She buttoned up her jacket.

There had never been an assassin quite like Karen White, and she knew it.

Nicole was in the chapel. She had a fork in her hand.

Nathaniel had never been to the cave. He swallowed nervously.

Claire was relieved that everyone was coming to her party.

The smell coming from the kitchen made Eliza-Jane uneasy.

It was a snowy February evening. Tammy giggled to herself as she led the animal trainer into the closet.

The basement was deserted.

Jill picked up her knife.

After spending a night in the airport, Henry was relieved to see his husband.

The octopus had escaped. Mark pretended not to notice.

A sense of mystery was in the air. Jacqueline opened the door.

Mary-Beth was growling. She took a bite of her croissant.

The sound of the baby crying made Penny hesitant.

Josephine could see that Megan was fatalistic. She opened the door to the chapel.

For as long as Jerry could remember, he'd wanted to be a truck driver.

Someone had invited a pony to the wedding. Greg knew what to do.

Zeg arose from slumber.

Lady Barbara was waiting in the cell.

It was a long way to the island. Curtis stopped and nodded to the magistrate.

Randall put down the muffin nervously.

Lee walked into the dungeon and looked at Dana. "You make me hot," he said.

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

The nanny opened the door, and led Scott inside.

Jaime knew that the deer was impressive.

Eric felt that Ray was impersonal.

When wolves began to howl, Marjorie knew it was time to find shelter.

"You deserve this," Willie told himself as he waited in the deli.

The music coming from the dining room made Clarence hopeful.

As soon as Thanksgiving started, Eduardo took a long sip of his margarita.

It was a foggy summer morning. Miguel nodded to the pawnbroker as he led the spy into the bathroom.

The walk-in freezer was dark and oddly quiet.

Bruce was the best writer in town.

There had never been a mayor quite like Nicholas Brown, and he knew it.

Francis was suprised to be free.

Gladys felt that the actor was tender.

When Charlene arrived at Easter, everyone embraced her.

Going to the valley was a good idea. Priscilla smiled knowingly.

Dwayne had invited a dolphin to his funeral. He knew the fun was about to begin.