Someone had invited a badger to Thanksgiving. Melvin knew the fun was about to begin.

Frances opened the door to the living room. She crouched and tied her laces.

Eric had been expecting Vincent for six days. He chewed some gum.

There had never been a servant quite like Janice Baker, and she knew it.

For as long as Wade could remember, he'd wanted to be a manager.

Phillip was waiting. He shrugged.

It was a chilly fall afternoon. Curtis was in the deli.

Eliza-Jane walked into the waiting room and looked at Keith. "You make me lie," she said.

The florist opened the door, and led Frederick inside.

Tanya had invited a fraudster to her grand opening. She knew it wouldn't end well.

Pearl could tell that Alice was a sailor. She tried not to smile.

Billie was disappointed that no one was coming to Easter.

Caroline buttoned up her jacket.

When Cecil arrived at Christmas, Stacy booed him.

Edwin was behind the bikeshed. He had a lemonade in his hand.

"It's now or never," Terry told himself as he waited in the lighthouse.

The laundry was ready.

As soon as the party started, Claude rubbed his hands together.

Christina put down the doll nervously.

Theodore was the best police officer bar none.

On Sunday, Elmer always made a show.

David hoped that the sailor was focused.

If the taxidermist didn't arrive soon, Evelyn didn't know what she would do.

It was a long way to the lake. Allen stopped and hoped for a miracle.

It was a afternoon full of promise. April straightened her clothes as she led the beekeeper into the bedroom.

Froloa shielded his eyes against the sun.

When Allan opened the door Mrs. Lee looked up from her work.

Carolyn hoped that Willie was cerebral.

Lord Basil was eating in the barn.

It was a brilliant night. Jennifer was in the museum.

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

Lady Agnes was in one of her moods.

Ray could feel his heart beating.

Harry could tell that Joe was witty. He opened the door to the guest room.

Wallace wanted to dance. It was going to be a fantastic night.

The crow was on the prowl. Ramona panicked.

Sean opened the door to the garage. He could not believe what he saw.

Lady Walkworth was waiting in the outhouse.

Going to the valley was a foolhardy idea. Laura took a bite of her icecream.

"Maybe no one will notice," Tonya told herself as she waited in the supermarket.

Wranaurm arose from slumber.

After spending a night under a bridge, Ruben was relieved to see his wife.

Frances had invited a chicken to her funeral. She knew it wouldn't end well.

Iareemon Wind-eye raised his shield.

As soon as the wedding started, Guy checked his reflection.

Kimberly fumbled in the darkness. The walls were slimey.

For as long as Leslie could remember, she'd wanted to be a secretary.

Marshall was the best artist who ever lived.

It was a clear, bright July afternoon. Angela took a bite of her hot dog as she led the professor into the dungeon.

Ben was crawling. He checked his phone.