It was a quiet afternoon down by the river.

On Thursday, Dustin always made an impression.

Sara could tell that Natalie was hungry. She opened the door to the waiting room.

The rat catcher opened the door, and led Leon inside.

When Edith opened the door Mr. Stuart looked up from his work.

Cecil closed his eyes and took a breath.

Allen opened the door to the basement. He could not believe what he saw.

The laundry was covered in blood.

Love was in the air. Henry smiled knowingly.

Erin hoped that the dogcatcher was dull.

Pamela had invited a priest to her party. She knew what to do.

When Penny arrived at her grand opening, Zachary booed her.

The music coming from the garage made Joan hopeful.

Nina could tell that Eleanor was a shepherd. She tried not to feel intimidated.

Dalunys Windsign raised her shield.

If the programmer didn't arrive soon, Franklin didn't know what he would do.

It was a tumultuous afternoon. Deborah checked her phone as she led the geologist into the living room.

Oladae shielded her eyes against the blast.

Vira waited for the battle to begin.

The deer was on the loose. Bobby pretended not to notice.

Herbert was at the door. He had a screwdriver in his hand.

For as long as Barry could remember, he'd wanted to be an entertainer.

Thelma opened the door to the armory. She picked up her macchiato.

Going to the woods was a good idea. Bradley went over the plan.

Someone had invited a bee to the party. Maurice knew it wouldn't end well.

Carlos had been waiting for Roland for three days. He took a bite of his slice of pizza.

After spending a night on a plane, Lillian was relieved to see her home.

It was a long way to the beach. Gene stopped and checked his watch.

The wardrobe was a complete mess.

Jesse was relieved that everyone was coming to his grand opening.

Love was in the air. Velma smiled knowingly.

As soon as Easter started, Matthew took a long sip of his tropical juice.

Rita opened the door to the living room. She could not believe what she saw.

Bill could see that Hector was complex. He opened the door to the conservatory.

Stephen put down the slice of pizza carefully.

"Whatever happens, don't panic," Jim-Bob told himself as he waited at the butcher.

The busker opened the door, and led Billy-Bob inside.

Ian felt that Glenn was invulnerable.

Lord Marcus was reading in the lobby.

Uitchea shielded his eyes against the sun.

Patsy tried to hide. It was going to be a momentous morning.

When Troy arrived at Thanksgiving, everyone embraced him.

Christy could tell that Madison was an illustrator. She tried not to worry.

The bright light coming from the outhouse made Gabriel hopeful.

Sylvia could see that the fish was glad.

There had never been a chef quite like Angel Lewis, and he knew it.

Mathew was missing. He took a sip of his latte.

Helen Goldhammer raised his sword.

Donna wanted a pickle.

When Marilyn opened the door Mr. Morris looked up from his work.