After spending a night on a plane, Phyllis was relieved to see her mother.

Darlene knew that Stephanie was weak-willed.

Zineth leaned into the wind.

Joan was in the deli. She had a stapler in her hand.

It was a tumultuous night. Anne was at the skateboard park.

Jason could see that Johnny was a terrorist. He tried not to worry.

The sound technician opened the door, and led Angela inside.

Constance opened the door to the office. She took a bite of her pickle.

Someone had invited an ant to the grand opening. Sylvia knew it wouldn't end well.

As soon as the wedding started, Timothy chuckled to himself.

When Terri opened the door Mrs. Powell looked up from her work.

Sherri could tell that Jo-Ellen was rational. She opened the door to the outhouse.

Tharle Faithsong raised her sword.

It was a long way to the pond. Darlene stopped and wanted a cigarette.

The sound of the clocking ticking made Rosa laugh.

Bryan was suprised to be floating.

Rodney had been expecting Alexander for six hours. He lit a cigarette.

"All's well that ends well," Rose told herself as she waited in the fridge.

Leonard had invited a chicken to Thanksgiving. He knew the fun was about to begin.

Terrance could feel his heart beating.

Terrence had come to New York prepared. He was here to meet the marshal.

Nathan had never been to the lake. He took a long sip of his mochaccino.

It was a dark and stormy Thursday morning. Mary-Beth lowered her gaze as she led the mortician into the bathroom.

If the singer didn't arrive soon, Dale didn't know what he would do.

Sergio put down the kite slowly.

When Bill arrived at his party, everyone welcomed him.

Nicole hoped that no one was coming to her wedding.

It was a quiet morning down by the stream.

Dorothy felt that the sleuth was inspired.

Goorza leaned into the wind.

The attic was locked.

There had never been a hotelier quite like Lorraine Walker, and she knew it.

The captain opened the door, and led Jason inside.

When Roberto arrived at Christmas, everyone stared in disbelief.

Alvin walked into the lounge room and glanced at Samuel. "You make me run," he said.

When the moon came up, Marlene knew it was time to move on.

Someone had invited a lobster to the wedding. Perry knew what to do.

The tortoise had escaped. Clara knew exactly what to do.

Leon was the best sailor around.

Going to the bay was a good idea. Dana rubbed her hands together.

Gene was staying. He chewed his lip.

It was a rainy afternoon. Alice was in the fridge.

Valerie fumbled in the gloom. The walls were damp.

The sound of the angle-grinder made Brandine laugh.

It was a long way to the desert. Robin stopped and meditated.

The smoke coming from the lounge room made Franklin hopeful.

For as long as Dean could remember, he'd wanted to be a weaver.

Lee set aside his knife. It was going to be a long morning.

Russell could see that Zachary was a cosmonaut. He tried not to feel intimidated.

Sara was under the mountain. She had a slice of pizza in her hand.